Everyone tries to find the truth of the day
But every hour is filtered in with lies
Should humanity just resign to decay?

In a world where decadence isn't far away
One finds that it's hard to undo confusing ties
Everyone tries to find the truth of the day

Good men, counted in as a bad array
And bad men, sheltered at whim but in disguise
Should humanity just resign to decay?

We always have a sense of fowl play
Who in this world really could be wise
Everyone tries to find the truth of the day

Every man has an ambitious hue of gray
But I'm really at no overwhelming surprise
Should humanity just resign to decay?

Life as we know it is just one ballet
And our actions decide the overall size
Everyone tries to find the truth of the day
Should humanity just resign to decay?