Hoods On Peregrine

The blue light spills like oceans
We smile and let it in
It cures us of our questions
Like hoods on peregrineKnowledge locked in a tower
Barons will hold the key
But if knowledge is power
Know this is tyrannyAll we're asking for
Is what's oursYou think they're selling you truth
Truth is, they're selling you out
The truth, they're selling you outThe black ink fuels our notions
That all the facts are in
It cures us of our questions
Like hoods on peregrineKnowledge locked in a tower
Barons will hold the key
But if knowledge is power
Know this is tyrannyAll we're asking for
All we're asking for
Is what's oursYou think they're selling you truth
But they're just selling youAnd if we keep buying in
The line between lies and truth
Will wear paper thin, paper thinYou think they're selling you truth
The truth is, they're selling you out