To connect
And make sense of it all
We draw lines
Through the chaos within
We measure what is everything but real
On a crooked scale
Bend it to our will
Dream it into form
Bend it to our will
Dream it into form
Shape it in our image
The science of noise
Fill in the blanks
And avert the gaze
Descend upon
Those who trespass against us
Torn from the sheltering safety of faith
As crooked as they come
Bend it to our will
Dream it into form
Bend it to our will
Dream it into form
Shape it in our image
The science of noise
One clear cut line
That separates it all
We challenge the void
To bare its secret beyond
We look until we see
What our truth now will be
Now
Bend it to our will
Dream it into form
Bend it to our will
Dream it into form
Shape it in our image
The science of noise