[Verse 1]
Longing for every answer, I'll break down this door
That stands adorned with secondhand insignias
Whose meaning were lost along the way
Dumbed down, so tired and torn

[Chorus]
So let it rain infinite wisdom down on me
Wash your hands clean of our tangled history

[Verse 2]
To the core, I'm left shaken
Shattered when I hear your damning voice
To the reigning champ of boiling blood!
He reaches high atop his own for the ladder's rung

[Chorus]
So let it rain infinite wisdom down on me
Wash your hands clean of our tangled history
So let it rain infinite wisdom down on me
Wash me away from this tangled history

[Outro]
And in your infinite wisdom, can you scar from skepticism? Can you blur the lines between a nightmare and the perfect dream?
Get your god damn hands off of me