The water drips from wells of shame Spilling through these words of blame
Listen 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 be
All 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 well
Stare 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 be
All 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 well
There are those who find these times a crime And those whose souls will never mind Or those who need to plant these seeds
Living 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 echoes
All they hear are the echoes in the well Echoes in the well, echoes in the well Echoes in the well, echoes in the well