Watch, as they combine, the lives of lost and aimless struggle I see a smoke, it's still waiting, a life of fear, shimmering crimson When the light, strikes the ones, taking the home, they burn and take forever Till one, dies in the light, buried in an aimless grave I hear a voice telling me, gotta get out of bed, there's so many What I look at, can be a dream, body of time, wasting away Love, a temporary fight, what have become, dead, dreams of tomorrow You're the answer to my pride, in a prison of reality There is no escaping hope, there's a chance you're wasting it in your life Every breath, we cut ourselves, to failure Every thought, we march, into madness Every hope, we crush, into the ground, cold and dry