We wake the dead We've been trying for so long To find a way To describe our feelings We never sleep at night - we tremble We never turn out the light at all But one day we'll be free One fine day we're free Write out now All that's inside A mirror To the world and her decay How do they know That we don't believe in the good hen all that's bad Has got to go somewhere These are the demons within we're fighting These are as real as we are - as you