Seek the Light - Sweet Oblivion, Geoff Tate

Corrections, directions

Refined manipulation

Ain’t made me stronger, made me what I am

Oppression, domination

They call it modern wealth

A rival lie won’t put me down

You’re telling now the same old story

Untrue but commonly believed

You’re calling, you’re folding

Lost count of the cards

See you gambling with our fears

Fault of men

Into the night we’ll seek

We’re falling to pieces

Call my name

Into the light I’ll seek and wander

The growth of a species

Selection, connection

We grow towards perfection

Won’t make me stronger

This is what I am

Tuition, elevation

Against our enemy

In God we trust until we’re going down

You’re telling now the same old story

That’s not belonging to my dreams

Fault of men

Into the night we’ll seek the light

We’re falling to pieces

Call my name

Into the light I’ll seek and wander

The growth of a species

Into the night I’ll seek again

Unfolded to me

And I’ll see

Fault of men

Into the night we’ll seek the light

We’re falling to pieces

Call my name

Into the light I’ll seek and wander

The growth of a species