Running away from the masses
And everyone is watching with a stare
How can I even breathe if I'm afraid to even turn
I must go forth and tell of our words
My tongue is remembering this taste
Of every doubt that were ashamed to have

I am one but I will carry on
The blood of our fathers
Scorning the fallen ones
Trying to tell us that we must not fail ourselves
We will rot away from home

We are left in the cold and made into puppets under a system
Frozen with no freedoms in a world without life
The ghosts of whats left is all that we have
But I can hear the souls thinking
Where is our liberator and what will he do

Yesterday I was wondering what happened
Looking around everything is the same
No one is living with a single breath of life
The ghosts are all here

We will be watching it all fall down
Unless we gather our will and power the fight
Will the ink be a source to tell the future
With only these watchful eyes we see the horrid past

Yesterday I was wondering what happend
Looking around everything is the same
No one is living with a single breath of life
The ghosts are all here
The ghosts are all here