What would we leave behind?

Nothing in the middle of nowhere

A writing on the wall that decays

A mess that we call life

Unchased dreams, hollow pledges and countless missed chances

We were made to believe in the wrong things

We were made to believe that we're special

We don't have faith but we're still waiting for a miracle

Eyes closed, palms out. Still, there´s no saviour, no rescue plan

In these grey years we are dancing with the devils

Underestimating the demons that still reign

Over too many weak minds living life in vain

As something gnaws at our conscience we go through the motions

We were made to believe in the wrong things

We were made to believe that we're special

We don't have faith but we're still waiting for a miracle

We're chasing dreams of what we wanted to be

We're making promises that we couldn't keep

No heaven but we still pray. Don't behold the fact that we're rotting away

We are rotting away. We are rotting away

Don't behold the fact that we're rotting away. We are rotting away

Society is a masquerade

A mess that we call life

Unchased dreams, hollow pledges

And countless missed chances

A mess that we call life