They ask for your trust, but if you do trust them they leave you stranded

with your disillusions. They, who are they?



In a room so dark and painful,

when fingers rule your eyes,

just trapped inside a cage



no fear, no trust nowhere to run to

but reaching for the skies,

and falling onto your knees.



It's hard to trace,

an empty face

has faded with each passing year



Coming Closer

I swear I know how it feels,

from land to shining sea

Coming Closer

We deserve what we see,

in the land of the free



Wish that my thoughts were so simple

meaning of life, a reason to believe



Swallowed in by your peers,

destructive atmosphere

or just an excuse



No use in pretending

Ain't no pride in it at all,

is when you're standing out in the cold