The narrative lyrics - August Burns Red song

Prey on ideals. Feed on devotion just to get a rise and trigger our emotions.?Deliver?images that never?should be shown. Everything is done?with manipulation. Put that spin on it. Get our feelings riding high. Share that take of it. Enrage the other side. A quiet protest forms a million furious loud voices. They drown out what's important. Drop the blindfold. Your values are bought and sold. These armies are clashing. These people are listening. They?re all forming our stories, but are they worth our attention? Theories before proof, judgement before evidence. No justification for your speculation. Theories before proof, judgement before evidence. This method's been broken since its inception. Silver linings, laced with agendas. Your motives are concealed by camouflage. Maybe it's time we turn to our brother, settle our differences, and believe in one other. They want to breed division. We chose to resist their mission. We will bind this world we live in. These armies are clashing. These people are listening. They?re all forming our stories, but are they worth our attention? We can't see the facts. They've been kidnapped. We'll hunt them down to set them free from their traps. Dig a little deeper. Change what we inherited. Power to the people, or power to the narrative?