Through dead eyes I see what you've become, Weak and vile to me; nothing that you can resist, Your pain I can't heal; your own choice your destiny? Still I do my best for you.
Holding on through the storm, Giving all I have for you I can't decide if I`m holding on for you, Or if I see myself, Walking in your path again have I become you? Living on through you.
Giving me another confession, How you lied of your redemption, How did we turn into this hatred? Gonna lose it all, As I think of that conversation, Whispers of another generation, Pushing for a conclusion, Fighting for the power that could end it all.