Who's pierced the veil,

The knife-like silver glint,

Amidst the endless shroud,

Advertised for all,

The darkest dark dispelled

 

Before common knowledge,

Before it was,

Before it ever came to be,

Who jeopordised their positions,

To bring us the light to see

 

Why then are we still fumbling,

And stumbling in the dark,

Why are there things we aren't told,

When is it we decide,

That their ancient story's getting old?

 

How long until our grand demand?

To face the suits on their own terms,

To tell us that we don't know,

Perhaps it's time to show them,

That our suspicions aren't limited to what we know.