Soulless golems lumber slow...within them nothing Just passive and stiff Through wretched methods driven frantic Happily over the cliff Tell me...have you nothing inside you repulsed by the sight? Tell me...have you nothing that stirs you to fight? 'Cause I’m sailing against the tide lest I drift away And they’ll strain the frayed if only to mold us...
Heartless carcasses ruin all around them With only the stench of decay Their harmless, armless gropings reach for nothing Still nothing dissuades Tell me...have you nothing inside that recoils at the thought? Tell me...have you nothing that grieves as it ought? And I’m swimming against the tide lest I’m washed away And they’ll strain the frayed if only to mold us... To break us 'til we're numb
Even in these halls where we walk about We talk about only shadows We never let it show that we're racked with doubt and we don't look down Hide all we know, our sorrow in tow… We hold down a sure frown each day And we’re strained and frayed But still we will mock them in shame...
And I’m rushing against the wind lest I’m blown away ‘cause they’ll strain the frayed if only to mold us... To break us 'til we're numb
Even in these halls where we walk about We talk about only shadows We never let it show that we're racked with doubt And we don't look down … Even in these halls where we walk about We talk about only shadows We never let it show that we're racked with doubt and we don't look down Hide all we know, our sorrow in tow… We hold down a sure frown each day And we’re strained and frayed, yes we’re strained and frayed But still we will mock them in shame...