Are we just empty vessels
If this is all we are, then what have we to gain
No angels and no ghosts
If I have no soul to touch
No evil to rise up above
And are these tears for naught
And did my heart not beat
Did I not feel your love
No real victories to toast
So I must ask you
No real victories to toast
They hold no value, then
[Incomprehensible]
What of all the art and books, music and poetry
No fire in our eyes
Yeah and what world have you, so deftly sold me
No steel in our hearts
What of our hopes and dreams
If all we are is chemical reactions
To what end do you proceed?
No magic in our songs
No evil to rise up above
Then I must ask
No magic in our songs
No steel in our hearts
Then I must ask
To what end do you proceed?
If you reduce me
No heart to love
To what end do we proceed so boldly
What of all our memories
We hold no faith but greed
If I believe that this is true
If I believe that this is true
And are these worlds in vain
No fire in our eyes
No fire in our eyes
No heart to love
No angels and no ghosts
No steel in our hearts
If I have no soul to touch
Did I not feel your hate
And did my heart not break
No magic in our songs
