We are dead, still walking streets dark Our hung heads mourn better past times Stained skin hides our youth's scares With collapsed lungs screaming for redemption For lost words to return to our tongues Eyes fixed on spinning clocks We're just waiting for the end To take what's left of our bitter hearts Dispose The poisoned veins from our arms Eyeing forgotten by the ones that made us I see vengeance on the horizon They lost their faith in us For this there's no mercy on their souls For every drop of blood we lost We'll drain tenfold Tonight hollow bones shall rot We live again as their bodies fall In our graves replacing us OUR HUNG HEADS MOURN