All ambition to fail and we find comfort in a deadly routine As our faces start to fade our dreams and hopes hang on the scaffold
Some nights in my bed I hear words, a whisper from my childhood self A past long since gone, have I lost the will?
I blend with the faceless men Greet me for the first time again for tomorrow you won’t remember me
In an aimless life I walk Amongst hundreds on a traceless trail A man with no face, I am no one
And so we all march, each step as an echo to the song that was heard a thousand times
I blend with the faceless men, greet me or him, there’s no difference for we are the ones you won’t remember
In an aimless life we walk We are hundreds on a traceless trail In sickness and in health Until death do us all apart Grooms and brides in one shade of grey One ring to bind us all
We are no oneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
