absent in the things i've done for the real, revelations come to people so slow, frightening, won't stop now before their done, peel their skin, eaten underneath, rotten, rotten, drowning in understanding, swallowed poison keeps them well, but watching the others struggle through makes me grin, should i tell the mindless stumbling through, that i have found it... watching all the things they've done this is real, when revolution comes from misguided hands, frightening, and in all the idiots i see, thoughtless men casting doubts on me, enlightening, drowning in understanding, swallowed poison keeps them well, but watching the others struggle through makes me grin, should i tell the mindless stumbling through, that i have found it... they'll turn the vice once, slowly break your hand, will it come back to you now, just like it never left, drowning in understanding, swallowed poison keeps them well, but watching the others struggle through makes me grin, should i tell the mindless stumbling through, that i have found it... peel away their faith their their fears, have led them towards the worst one, see the way their minds have glazed, but i have found it...