Story Behind The Song

what/where is our place? what is actually true?

Lyrics

did you excavate history? is there romance in knowledge? and I, am I following my ideals of yours? can I slip through the future, past corporate dominions? or am I in the high tide devolving all hope to a breeze? have we lived without learning the pretense of heaven? or should we just keep on dying to reach make-believe? yet I know I?m surrounded by spirits & centuries lost to a world imploding, crying & begging for mercy?

oh president, I am but one of your slaves, but your chains will not hold me down, armies won?t bring me down president, it?s time to educate?there?s more blood than sand: how about a meaningful life?
speak in dead languages, I?ll watch the night fall in broken devotion, spiraling quickly, coloring outside the lines of the moment there?s breath in these lungs & enigma unfurling red carpets of greed in an office of lies the politics of dead earth alive yes, we contribute
oh, providence, I know you?ve misplaced salvation, but your armies won?t hold me down, words will not bring me down & if someday I reach the gate, forgive my ignorance, you?d given me no reason to believe