Besedila: Triosphere. The Road Less Travelled. Watcher.

Obscene
The ludicrous observed
That we all applaud
A self-conscious fraud

Divine
The rage that lies within
But who is foolin' who
Is it they or is it you?

Two-faced martyr beg for life

Three sides to every story
But do we choose our own?
The righteous mass deception
In ignorance we trust

Fall through
Attempts to justify
How it all came down
Thundersound to silent ground

Decide
To be led or lead
Always a different side
A truthful Jekyll or Hyde

Two-faced martyr beg for life

Three sides to every story
But do we choose our own?
The righteous mass deception
In ignorance we trust
In silence bridges' burning
What end condones the means?
Three sides but what's the difference
When they all claim the truth

Three sides to every story
But do we choose our own?
Three sides but what's the difference
When they all claim the truth
Three sides to every story
But do we really choose our own?
In silence bridges' burning
So tell me, what end condones the means?