Crowded streets are cleared away. One by One, hollow heroes separate as they run.

You're so cold.
Keep your hand in mine.
Wise men wonder while strong men die

Show me how it ends it's alright. Show me how defenseless you really are. Satisfied and empty inside. That's alright, let's give this another try.

If you find your family, don't you cry. In this land of make-believe, dead and dry.

You're so cold, but you feel alive. Lay your hand on me one last time. It's alright.