I wait in the dark, watching shadows of you. I look to the light, hoping someone pulls me through. There's blood on my hands, a broken picture in my heart. I know now where I stand, with the many, not the few.
The darkness that's inside of me, Is now waning in morning's light. Look through these eyes and see, Have we really lost the fight?
I've learned how to cry in reflections of my life. I know how to die, spirits chasing through the night.
The darkness that's inside of me, Is now waning in morning's light. Look through these eyes and see, Have we really lost the fight?
Go to the altar there, Pull the blade out of my side. Reach for this heart of mine, Take it with you for all time.