We can see but we are blinded We can hear but our ears are deaf I can barely get to taste the salt in my tears The salt in my tears For fear has settled in Spreading agony The ability to feel has vanished and decayed Loosely tied so we could be undone That's how we keep our ephimeral bonds We're so afraid to open up How long can we afford to keep intact our sanity If there's no empathy behind, our destiny to fail Betrayers of our own nature Murderers of our own kind The truth that makes men free is, for the most part The truth which men prefer not to hear We can speak but we are voiceless We can move but we keep motionless I can barely get to think with any reason With any reason For fear has settled in Settled in Spreading agony The ability to feel has vanished and decayed Loosely tied so we could be undone That's how we keep our ephimeral bonds We're so afraid to open up How long can we afford to keep intact our sanity If there's no empathy behind, our destiny to fail