| Dreams lie smashed again | |
| They've pinned your back to the wall | |
| Like faded pictures of what might have been | |
| Fate is cruel when dreams like candles fade | |
| Smashed again down into the gray | |
| Despise for a world turn cold | |
| No one sees what tomorrow knows | |
| There's a shame in blind suffering | |
| Dishonor from the inside | |
| Find hope from the voice within | |
| Clear vision from your own mind | |
| Stand up, you can't escape your past | |
| Mistakes you wear like your skin | |
| You wish you'd never been born | |
| But fools will try just to forget | |
| From where they came | |
| Smashed again down into the gray | |
| Despise for a world grown cold | |
| No one sees what tomottor knows | |
| There's a shame in blind suffering | |
| Find hope from the voice within | |
| Dishonor from the inside | |
| Clear vision from your own mind | |
| Dreams lie smashed again | |
| Like faded pictures of what might have been | |
| They've pinned your back to the wall | |
| Fate is cruel when dreams like candles fade | |
| Despise for a world turn cold | |
| Smashed again down into the gray | |
| No one sees what tomorrow knows | |
| Dishonor from the inside | |
| Find hope from the voice within | |
| Clear vision from your own mind | |
| There's a shame in false victory | |
| There's a shame in blind suffering | |
| False pride all you can't redeem | |
| Clear vision of your won mind | |
| Dishonor from the inside |