We are like them
We are quick with a thickening rage
And you'll find some of us
All caught in the same gilded glistening cage

With your knife and cowl hang in dangerous hours
What will you do with the strangest of powers

You won't be afraid
You won't be derailed
You won't be afraid
You won't be derailed
Not like that...

We are so like them
Lost and weary and often at waste
And you'll find some of us
Caught in the same stale deafening cease

With you blinders left off in a tower that rises
What will you do with yourself so divided

You won't be afraid
You won't be derailed
You won't be afraid
You won't be derailed
You won't be afraid
You are still so strange

And who of us will find it out
And who of us will fail
And who of us will find it out
And who of us will fail