How many are the ones
who stand against me?
You say you understand
But do you know better
Which lines to cut (which lines to cut)
Which lines to cut?
Oh!
(But do you know better which lines to cut?)
I reach out my hands
But they're holding nothing
Would you be the one to take me
To take me higher
I'd agree with you
but then we'd both be wrong
I hope this is not
the way that they see me now
My faults spiraling
Closed doors (closed doors)
No way out (no way out)
These doors shut in my face
And am I so different than him?
Don't tell me your way is right
I don't see the lines here
Just mistakes and the lives they took
I reach out my hands
But they're holding nothing
Would you be the one to take me
To take me higher
In the dark we struggle to find a way
Yet a still small voice recalls (voice recalls)
He gave me His blade (a sacrifice)
He gave us His blood
We are the warriors!
We march straight forward!
(we march)
(we march)
(we march)
(we march)