| The weight of the charm | |
| Lights out for hands stretched out to lead | |
| The forsaken walk of allegiance | |
| In trust we decieve | |
| Walk on-never to turn back | |
| A look inside turned to stone | |
| My soul is free with blood on my hands | |
| My soul is free | |
| Lights out | |
| I stand aside | |
| Struggle in my mind | |
| I look inside to see the crowd infringed upon | |
| Lights out | |
| The death of the charm | |
| Lights out-the hands will recede | |
| The forgotten chance of disloyalty | |
| In trust we are decieved | |
| Send off-it's out of your hands | |
| Walk on-it's only your life |