You exist and you're a friend of mine Will we even live in harmony? You're alive, It's not the end of the line Will we learn?
Cynical; the generations were abandoned here No life is ever fair When the mechanical fires are raging The revolution's here
I can breathe again I choose to never let go or lose control See through the sights of a rifle Live through the eyes of a child Walk through the eyes of a child Walk through the mind of minor extol
I must change because I've been chasing shadows Change, immersed in the night Depressed and taken Change, run with the pride of a lion
You exist and you're a friend of mine Will we even live in harmony You're alive, it's not the end of the line Will we learn? I'm a failure I'm the wreckage in the storm I'm enlightened Unafraid I am reborn
Cynical, the generations were abandoned here No life is ever fair When the mechanical fires are raging The revolution's here