Old Scroll Video (MV)

The moment you open your eyes
In this place we colonize
You are subject to inherent precondition
Whether you're built or you're born
If you forfeited your form
In exchange for misguided ambitions
In your hand you hold a talisman
Of everything you've ever been
And anything you'll ever be again

It is hard to get on with something
Sure it is

Perspective is the key
It unlocks almost anything
Understanding, the prize it kept hidden
It's in our nature to believe in the things we perceive
Even a dream is already partially achieved
And if you're stuck in a disguise
Know its constructed from the lies
You only told yourself to get by

Is it wrong to become a song
Only recalled on an old scroll
Yeah