Morally Flexible Songtext
von Conspectus

A desecrated temple
Littered and besieged
Pillars built on pride
Yield to the creed

How can we force ourselves to change?
We′re morally flexible

Eons of progression turned to haze
The curtain's gone down
Forced us to move
Where the misty street casts a chill

I didn′t know that the margin of error was so small
That the rivers would run dry and reveal a line in the sand
A border not to be crossed

When the dust finally settles
Can we conjure a new path?
Piece the fragments together
And build a middle ground
Or is that too much to ask?


A desecrated temple
Littered and besieged
Pillars built on pride
Yield to the creed
How can we force ourselves to change?
We're morally flexible

A rift in the surface
Ever growing, ever narrowing our view
How can we force ourselves to change?
We're morally flexible

Access to stability denied
The pedestal of the innocent
Weakened by the belligerent
Conquered by dissidence

When the dust finally settles
Can we conjure a new path?
Piece the fragments together
And build a middle ground
Or is that too much to ask?

Hear the resounding roar
Hear the resounding roar
Of cacophony breaching the threshold

How can we force ourselves?
How can we force ourselves to change?
How can we force ourselves?


A desecrated temple
Littered and besieged
Pillars built on pride
Yield to the creed
How can we force ourselves to change?
We′re morally flexible

A rift in the surface
Ever growing, ever narrowing our view
How can we force ourselves to change?
We′re morally flexible