A crowded room that's filled with whispers, waiting for things to change Faces come and go, yet mine remains I am afraid, afraid of change To see this world in a different light And although I fear, I am willing to try, to rise from the depths It's in quiet moments like this that I search for guidance, for you, for a hand to lead me home Chased by ghosts, down these empty halls Chased by ghosts, in my head I can hear you inside of me, tearing and clawing through, begging to be let out Collective, begin a dissection of our fears Permeate our flesh and take residence within our minds We near the summit, our eyes transfix Fear us, we're climbing step by step Hand over hand and step by step, let the wind cut and gnaw down to the bone As the skin of the old is shed to the new, the blood will freeze And yet, we're closer now than ever before Now here, we see only a reflection of the men we once were A shadow of once greater form And I see nothing but filth Be still, never again will you walk with a crooked spine This room no longer bears our name, all whispers damped into nothing, no bearing on our present state Free from poison, we breathe as one We're out of the wilderness, and I've never felt so at home