I am the pale mark of a forgotten name
All these years, and it's still the same
All the hate, and the fear, and I'm still in chains
We're trapped in these bodies allergic to change
I feel the punishment taking it's toll
I feel all of the hits, every single blow
And I don't really know how I do this alone
For the first time ever I am feeling old
We are nothing
We are allergic to change
All the hate and the fear
And we are still in chains
There won't be an easier way
We suffer patiently to keep it this way
Like a spark to a dying flame
Every tear helps to wash it away