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