The Ocean Collective - Metaphysics of the Hangman lyrics

On their long journey that leads
Them toward the light
Winston Smith shall be their guide
They are trying so hard to believe
That two and two makes five

Reason won't concuss the irrevocable truth
And if there's contradiction:
Keep the faith, burn the proof

To protect ourselves from the superstitions
Of priests and moralists
And the trickery of evangelists
Let us be done with the idea of moral law:

Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself?
Or from some self-appointed
Moral cognoscentes
Who disguised their own ideas
As universal concepts?

God is dead

Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself?
Or from some self-appointed
Moral cognoscentes
Who disguised their own ideas
As universal truth?

(Tried so hard to believe)
(Two and two make five)

Reason won't concuss the irrevocable truth
And if there's contradiction:
Keep the faith, burn the proof

God is dead

Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself?
Or from some self-appointed
Moral cognoscentes
Who disguised their own ideas
As universal truth?