Blind and ambiguous, all part of the game   I've feigned my ambivalence with a smile      All my hate beneath me forms a cage   All this time to form the man I became      The sun in my hand becomes my despair   For I still want the truth      Play the fool so ignorant in the shadow of disdain   Breeding your deception without eyes      All my hate beneath me forms a cage   All this time to form the man I became      The sun in my hand becomes my despair   For I still want the truth      Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game   Bleeding hearts and soiled minds   Reflect the state of our being      All my hate beneath me forms a cage   All this time to form the man I became      The sun in my hand becomes my despair   The sun in my hand becomes my despair      Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game   Bleeding hearts and soiled minds   Reflect the state of our being