I see the faces, the greed the innocence torn
Clothed in their faithful humanity like it's something to be worn
They say what you should say, see, even be
They tell you everything except how to be free
And when you're cold and alone
They say the demons must have won
And you're left wondering where is the faith
Is there anything left to save,
And maybe you find a voice within
Realize who you had always been
Or, maybe you lose
Between life and death you had to choose
And just maybe you chose the right one
Or maybe I had to send you away with only a anthem song