We are burning all the nightmares
We are rising with the sun
Now we all stand and face tomorrow
For too long we’ve stood alone
We are coming through the windows
We are kicking down the doors
Now we’ll no more embrace your darkness
Your superstition’s yours alone
So torturous
The blade cuts deep, your tongue still bleeds
Torturous, Remaining where you hang your prayer
We are laughing in reflection
We are setting fire to fear
Now we’ll put our faith in no one
We don’t your second chance
We are giving rhyme not reason
We don’t need to settle scores
Now you can take or leave tomorrow
Your superstition leaves you cold. Leaves you cold
So torturous
The blade cuts deep, your tongue still bleeds
Torturous, Remaining where you hang your prayer