• Fast subsiding in a clumsy world
    no one knows anything anymore
    like a distant peal from a fading bell
    we've made ourselves this living hell

    Round every corner with violence or hate
    our actions the reapers of a soulless gate
    like a stone statue in a graveyards hold
    our nicer emotions have begun to mold

    We quickly mock those we see in plight
    we no longer know our wrong from right
    but let this not be hypocrits song
    someone will change us before too long

    Wether that someone is someone outside
    is something we need to grasp and fight
    for the better one would surely be
    the better one inside of you and me

    To reach for compassion in the deepest dark
    to blow out the cobwebs in our hearts
    to grasp for a moment of humanity
    to bring back what it means to trully be free

    To care for someone whos been through tears
    to learn to fight back our darkest fears
    to find someone that we once lost
    to bring them back at any cost...

    You might think this is a silly rhyme
    and for most you're probably right
    but to those out there who see like me
    look into yourself and make yourself free...