You exist and you're a friend of mine

Will we even live in harmony?

You're alive, it's not the end of the line

Will we learn?

Cynical; the generations were abandoned here

No life is ever fair

When the mechanical fires are raging

The revolution's here

I can breathe again

I choose to never let go, lose control

See through the sights of a rifle

Live through the eyes of a child

Walk through the mind of minor to extol

I must change because I've been chasing shadows

Change, immersed in the night

Desperate and taken

Change, run with the pride of a lion

You exist and you're a friend of mine

Will we even live in harmony

You're alive, it's not the end of the line

Will we learn?

I'm a failure

I'm the wreckage in the storm

I'm enlightened

Unafraid I am reborn

Cynical, the generations were abandoned here

No life is ever fair

When the mechanical fires are raging

The revolution's here