We are lost in our silence
Inside our deepest wounds
How much can a soul take
Before the mirror shatter our truth?
What was the dream that left us cold?
Was it the innocence that had the fault?
Did the pride of the fallen that cast the stone
Led the way to a deeper fall?
We bathed in the gutter
Trying to escape from the grip
Of what society demanded from us
Washing our pain and despair in filth
Where do you run when there is nothing inside
When all the roads you took drove you mad?
When the only helping hand is the one
That suffocates you right from the start
Nothing is real
Except the pain that we feel
As we dwell into madness
We too had our dreams
Oh how pointless they seem
If a soul is not free, set us free
From this sorrow
That's how the story ends
Straight jacket memories
From a life never lived
The journeys end to a fake trip
Into a world that drained our soul
The mirror has been shattered
And the pieces are tearing us apart
In a parade where choices are not free
There is nothing left here for us to see
Nothing is real
Except the pain that we feel
As we dwell into madness
We too had our dreams
Oh how pointless they seem
If a soul is not free, set us free
From this sorrow
Lyrics Submitted by Constantin M