Why should we stay through the smoke of their fire Drawing its strentghs in your deepest fear Beneath the flames, no one can hide a liar It's too late for us to break free
There's just one step to cross, besieged by millions of ghosts I will carry you home someday, but now I can't
Wasted youth; take the time to set us lower than the ground Scheduled to make us weaker Live a life we ever wanted to taste, to taste
Entertained by their speach with a lack of sincerity They close your eyes Such a bitter end, we leave this life and this memory... that's such a lie
There's just one step to cross, besieged by millions of ghosts I will carry you home someday, but now I can't
Wasted youth; take the time to set us lower than the ground Scheduled to make us weaker Live a life we ever wanted to taste, to taste
It's our wasted youth, your wasted youth... take the time to set us low than the ground