Everything I see is coloured grey that's no recognition in dismay every system has its second sight indefinable the ruling might
to lay down what is wrong and right tell the lie of good and evil the source of all religious stew it's all just shades of grey
Trying to escape into belief disappointment's all you will receive leaving judgement to a greater power a sight that evolution will devour
declaring what is wrong or right tell the tale of good and evil small-minded point of view the source of all the ritual stew it's all just shades of grey
Fear of total death haunting your mind hoping your eternal life to find searching for redemption is your aim deciding others fate for you the same
to write down what is wrong and right tell the lie of good and evil the base of all the ritual stew it's all just shades of grey