Lyrics
Not all crows are black. Not all swans are white. Not every choice, A war to fight. This world isn't built. On wrong and right. But shades in the dark, 'Tween day and night. Some lies wear the truth, Like a tailored disguise. Some saints bear the devil, Just under their eyes. So question the frame. When you're shown two doors. The truth doesn't live, On such tidy floors. Beware the split. That denies the degree. The false dichotomy. Stamped axiomatically. Walk not by the light, Of a torch that's too bright. It burns out the gray. And leaves only the night. Choose not, and you’ll find, You were never the flame. Just the shadow it cast, In another man's name. Veritas non vivit in binate. Fiat lux in medio umbrae. Salus invenitur in dubio. Et qui se amat... verum invenit.