You Can Hear Them Out There

They're Gonna Follow You Down

On The Rocks

In The Air

Inside Your Mind They Made You Scared

Of All The Lies That Have Been Told

Of All The Hearts Now That Have Been Sold

Of All The Tears That've Been Disowned

Those Cries Are Gonna Swallow Up The Seeds

You Have Sown



So Hold On And Make It Last

Hold On For Your Last Holy Breath

Hold On For Your Faith

It Has Lapsed



Those Cries Like An Acid

They Will Eat Through Your Mask

Those Cries Like A Hammer

They Will Nail Down Your Past

Those Cries Gonna Swallow Up

Your Last Dying Gasp



You Can Hear Them Out There

They Come Inside And Ride You Slow

They Come Inside Where They Will Grow

Without A Hope Without A Dream

Without Anything

Without A Demon To Turn The Key



Of All The Lies Now That Have Been Told

Of All The Hearts Now That Have Been Sold

Of All The Tears That've Been Disowned

Those Cries Are Gonna Swallow Up The Seeds You Have Sown

Those Cries Gonna Getcha Chill You Down To The Bone

Those Cries Like An Acid They Will Eat Through Your Mask

Those Cries Gonna Swallow Up Your Last Dying Gasp



So Hear Them Now

All The Deadeyed Souls Who've Spent Their Lives

And Just Grown Old

So Hear The Cries

From The Deadeyed Souls Who've Spent Their Lives-

Now They're Turning Cold