The Science of Noise

To connect, and make sense of it all Realize, through the chaos within We measure what is everything but real On a crooked scale Bend it to our will Dream it into form Bend it to our will Dream it into form Shape it in our image The science of noise Fill in the blanks And open the gates Descend upon Those who trespass against us Torn from the sheltering city of pain As crooked as they come Bend it to our will Dream it into form Bend it to our will Dream it into form Shape it in our image The science of noise One clear cut line That separates it all We try to find To barely see beyond We look until we see What our truth now will be Now, bend it to our will Dream it into form Bend it to our will Dream it into form Shape it in our image The science of noise