• Can dreams ascend on broken wings
    Our forseights failed, or so it seems

    We watch hope fall
    Like the weighted blade of a guillotine
    Our charcoled souls
    Lay beneath the ashes of a burnt out dream
    We watch hope fall
    Like the weighted blade of a guillotine
    Our charcoled souls
    ...And there's nothing left

    We lost our faith
    In what we once so faithfully believed
    Death to our dreams
    They wilt away through jaded apathy

    Why do we change only through tragedy
    No more will we fall, and stumble to our knees

    We stand on our feet and we're ready for more

    This love, this hate, this is ******** real
    Our love, our hate, that is ******** real

    We lost our faith
    In what we once so faithfully believed
    Death to our dreams
    They wilt away through jaded apathy

    Why do we change
    Only through tragedy
    No more will we fall
    And stumble to our knees

    We stand on our feet and we're ready for more