The Pieces Fall In Place, But The Debate Remains The Same

facts don't always tell the whole truth, like puzzles with alleys and caverns and all those little bombs used to mix the formulas together. facets to freeze intelligence, meters that mediate what should and shouldn't, what could and can't be told. we're left out in the cold staunchly defending a kingdom, built on lies, built on the injustice that somehow ties this all together. tonight, tonight, tonight we'll take the sky and scortch it. force them all to notice how sick we really are.