All that's inspired has faded away and withen ourselves we have failed
to see the passing light that illuminates the depths withen us.
We search for hope blindly, with fear in hand
to anxiously lead our steps astray.
Blind and misled we hold to ignorance,
falling farther everyday
and never caring to find another way.
Like sheep we follow,
if only our heads hung low we could see our path was to destruction.
Never tasting truth.
Never knowing what it is to know
and lying as if this thing wasn't so.
We are all we have and we are Cold, Hungry, and Alone.
to see the passing light that illuminates the depths withen us.
We search for hope blindly, with fear in hand
to anxiously lead our steps astray.
Blind and misled we hold to ignorance,
falling farther everyday
and never caring to find another way.
Like sheep we follow,
if only our heads hung low we could see our path was to destruction.
Never tasting truth.
Never knowing what it is to know
and lying as if this thing wasn't so.
We are all we have and we are Cold, Hungry, and Alone.
