Lyrics:

To connect and make sense of it all
We draw lines through the chaos within
So we measure
What is everything but real
On our crooked scale

Bend it to our will
Dream it into form
Shape it in our image
The science of noise

Fillin the blanks and avert the gaze
Descend upon those
Who trespass against us
Torn from the sheltering
Safety of faith
As crooked as the come

One clear-cut line
That separates it all
We challange the void
To bare its secret beyond
We look until we see
What our truth now will be