One day the dreamers died,Within us
When all our answers never came
We hid the truth beneath Our skin but
Our shadows never looked the same.
A ghost,Is all that's left
Of everything we swore we never would forget.
We tried to bleed the sickness
But we drained our hearts instead.
We are,We are the dead.
And when we couldn't stop,The bleeding
We held our hearts over the flame
We couldn't help but call it treason
And after that we couldn't fill our frames.
After that our shadows never looked the same.
A ghost,Is all that's left
Of everything we swore we never would forget.
We tried to bleed the sickness
But we drained our hearts instead.
We are,We are the dead.
In summers past,We'd challenge Fate
With higher pitch and perfect aim
And standing fast,We'd radiate
A light we loved but never named
but the answers never came.
Our shadows never,Looked the same.
A ghost,Is all that's left,
We are the ones who lost our faith
Of everything we swore we never would forget.
Can we be saved?
We tried to bleed the sickness,But we drained our hearts instead.
We are,We are the dead.
We are the ones who lost our faith.
A ghost of everything we thought but never said.
Can we be saved?
We tried to bleed the sickness,But we drained our hearts instead.
We are the ones who lost our faith.
We dug ourselves an early grave.
We are the dead
Can,We,Be,Saved?....