The water drips from wells of shame
Spilling through these words of blameListen to the battle cries of a race that knows it's dying
Read the bleeding words of those who feel the wheel is at their heel
Then somebody tells me that's the way it was meant to be
And these things will never beAll they see is nothing
They just hear the echoes in the well
All they see is nothing
Silence of the sin, the echoes in the wellStare deep into the frigid eye of a man who knows he's lying
These are those men who make mistakes but don't erase the pain
Then they whisper to me that's the way it was meant to be
These things will never beAll they see is nothing
They just hear the echoes in the well
All they see is nothing
Silence of the sin, the echoes in the wellThere are those who find these times a crime
And those whose souls will never mind
Or those who need to plant these seedsLiving in sin's been induced again
By beating the paths of downtrodden men
Or those who think they know their souls
Stab deep in their hearts and listen to the echoesAll they hear are the echoes in the well
Echoes in the well, echoes in the well
Echoes in the well, echoes in the well