Intro:
(My shortwave intercepted a transmission
From another dimension, decoded in waves of radiation.
White noise and whispering
And this was the message: You are not an aberration,
You were meant for distinction,
And for importance you were destined.)
Consumed with elation, but to my amazement,
the elders wouldn't listen.
They said, "Shut your imagination, there is nothing beyond the visible.
Devote yourself the legions,
And pledge assimilation."
You left me here for dead, but I'll see you again.
You thought that I'd relent
But I've been through you and back again.
The cover-up attempts, your cold misdirection,
Your wave of propaganda, has now been uncovered.
Unmasking your deception, has fueled dissemination,
The endless motivation, snowballing like infection.
You left me here for dead, but I'll see you again.
You thought that I'd relent
But I've been through you and back again.
You left me here for dead, but I'll see you again.
You thought that I'd relent
But I've been through you and back again.
Still driven to dispel myths, still escaping the sinking ship,
Still dropping flaming arrows to the middle of the village.
Still dodging their attempts, still fighting indifference,
Still amassing countless numbers as we march to take the hill
You left me here for dead, but I'll see you again.
You thought that I'd relent
But I've been through you and back again.
You left me here for dead, but I'll see you again.
You thought that I'd relent
But I've been through you and back again.
March to take the hill.