Elegy - The Great Charade Lyrics
An' through the mist I see, an image standing thereBut do my eyes deceive meI'm seeing what I see, what is realityIt's just a gameThe great charade, which we playAre we here, to pick out the cluesOpposites they always meet... try to focus try to seeNothing here is what it seems.. in this world, nothing's realTry to focus try to see... where opposites always meetNothing in this world is real... nothing here is what it seemsA concept so surreal, this abstract world in viewWith no beginning or endingOur rationality, we think therefore we areIf it's a game, who makes the rulesAn' now the mist has cleared, thyn eyes the truth they seeBeneath the mysteries, the magicOur future is in our hands, if we are who we areThe choice is ours, if we choose