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
Depressed 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