Times claimed its faith, within inconsistency.
Don't search for tomorrow; today may be unseen.
This world shall perish, one day we will fall.

Everything we've grown to be will mean nothing.
Nothing at all.
We've played sinners for too long; those grey clouds aren't what they seem.

And now we're breaking down the walls, to find the truth to all these lies.
Don't be so faithless now, we still have tomorrow.
We can only hope, we can only dream.

Day after day I can see through the eyes of the tyrants.
These leeches, their vices won't bring me down.
For I will stand on my own two feet.

What has become of this place, how do you expect me to be?
Blinded by these ties, how do you expect me to see?
We've played sinners for too long; those grey clouds aren't what they seem.

And now we're breaking down the walls, to find the truth to all these lies.
Don't be so faithless now, we still have tomorrow.
We can only hope, we can only dream.

We've found this light so distant, we've found this light so darkened.