Open (open) your eyes to the bright screen
And your ears to the voices (voices)
They're telling you what to feel
What is fake and what is real (yeah)
The fuse has been lit the fire will
Never find the end of it
Nothing is what it seems, mean backwards obsolete
Nothing is what it seems
Open (open) your eyes to the bright screen
And your ears to the voices (voices)
They're telling you what to feel
What is fake and what is real
Tearing down the walls, that tore us apart
As the death of old brings life to new
Together we stand as one against a world
A world gone mad!
The war against our world has now been won
(Looking down from these heights a part of me has been found)