Dogma, Pt. II

There is beauty in this lack of certainty There is truth in these shades of subtlety There is peace in these threats of unity There is faith in this vague geometry All you said was please follow me to war Do not ask which side are we fighting for March through plains that shall hear the fire roar Hide your pain you won't need it anymore Why should this mean a thing to me? Why should this mean a thing to me? You suppressed any sign of dissidence Never cared about truth and consequence I was there when you shot the innocent Heard you say that it was irrelevant Hunt your pray, there's no need to hesitate Do not wait, loose your hounds upon my trail Call for aid, for I know they're bound to fail Feel the rage that is poisoning your veins Why should this mean a thing to me? Why should this mean a thing to me? Why should this mean a thing to me? Why should this mean a thing to me? See the damage done Seek a way to atone See the damage done Seek a way to atone I can't see the moon shining with all of this dense fog Icy wind, old road station, burning van all alone Different points of views Strong dogmas are crashing down Increasingly distant dreams No regrets, but don't come back Take this skeptical Highly unethical Sympathetical Theoretical Unaesthetical Empathetical Unacceptable Hypothetical Apology