Can you hear us when we screamnOf our burdened beliefsnEnding all sanitynThe wrong to right, indeed I wondernThe promise to break instead to suffernCan you see us when we bleednWith wounds a mile deepnSpraying profuselynThe pain to feel indeed it growsnThe tables to tune instead to fuelnSomething inside us fadesnWhen weakness turns into tryingnWe all must carry onnFor the slaughtered and the dyingnCan you feel us when we killnEverything that you have builtnWe must stop at nothingnThe wrong to right, ha!nIndeed I wondernThe promise you broke, instead you suffernSomething inside us fadesnWhen weakness turns into tryingnWe all must carry onnFor the slaughtered and the dyingnSomething inside us fadesnWhen weakness turns into tryingnWe all must carry onnFor the slaughtered and the dyingnWe all must carry onnFor the slaughtered and the dyingnWe all must carry onnFor the slaughtered and the dyingnYeeeeaaaahhhahaha