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Verse 1. From quantum realms, we plunge into the abyss, Where reason is forsaken, lost in the mist. The digital age, once a beacon of light, Now drowns in the depths of irrational night. We trade in algorithms for omens and charms, Reduced to mere vessels in ignorance's arms. The signals of progress, now distorted and blurred, As superstition's grip tightens, undisturbed. The science of old, cast aside with disdain, Replaced by blind faith in the mystical plane. Our minds, once inquisitive, now easily swayed, By pseudoscience's allure, reason betrayed. Chorus I don’t believe in things Just because you tell me they’re true I don’t believe in things Just because I want them to be true Verse 2 The devices and machines that once held such might, Now wielded by those lost in spiritual flight. We dance to the rhythm of crystal and rune, Enslaved by illusions, misled by the moon. While knowledge recedes, drowned in dogmatic streams, Our intellect crumbles, shattered by whims. In screens we're entranced, our minds turned to clay, Technological marvels led us astray. From glowing devices, wisdom we consume, But knowledge decays, like a ghostly tomb. Superstitions arise, logic is dismissed, As idiocy reigns, our intellects twist. Chorus I don’t believe in things Just because you tell me they’re true I don’t believe in things Just because I want them to be true Bridge In solitude's embrace, doubts howl and scream, Like mad prophets in an acid dream. O lonely world, my mind in tangled knots, With doubts as wild beasts, consuming my thoughts. In twilight's grip, where doubts writhe and writ, I seek release, but sanity won't permit. Yet, in this chaos, a rebel gleams, For doubts, relentless, fuel my wild dreams. Verse 3 Electric gods once worshipped with great might, Now we bow to charms and crystals at night. From quantum realms to tarot's cryptic lore, We abandon reason, embrace folklore. Lost in a maze of unfounded belief, Rationality wanes, drowned in sheer grief. From scientific minds to vacant stares, We drown in the quicksand of baseless cares. Technological ruins lie in despair, As superstitious fools claim their dark lair. The decline of intellect, sinking into swill, Where foolishness reigns, devouring will. Chorus I don’t believe in things Just because you tell me they’re true I don’t believe in things Just because I want them to be true Coda: The glow of progress dims, a fading flame, As ignorance thrives, and wisdom we blame. May we awaken, break free from this plight, And restore knowledge's flame, shining bright.
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