'til days shall be no more

do you still believe

the chance of a life and a peace exists for us beyond these walls

burning all illusion buried my illusion

our cities bleed their secrets rebel lives still sing when the last step falls

burning all illusion buried all illusion

the local time falling from fire we abandoned

past the past the past unwind our dirty reflections

in the water rocks of white teeth at the fall line spinning tales tonight

histories the days unsung but brightly shining

these songs are for the dead that the system forgets

these words add to the voices and we're not beaten yet

these truths another way to guard the light in your eyes

these words building potential we get back up to rise up to rise

building potential up to rise

i'm so sick of feeling hollow and empty when the tv's on

buried my illusion burning my illusion

clutching cold to the still air and the faded dreams of tomorrows gone

burning all illusion buried an illusion

this virus in our compassion has no known cure

we're distracted then bought out clean and pure

we are all dreaming dreaming for

our eyes race under the lids hear the voice from the past to the unbroken kids

these songs are for the dead that the system forgets

these words add to the voices say we're not beaten yet

these truths another way to guard the light in your eyes

these days building potential we get back up to rise up to rise

your voices sound

from underground

your dreams endure

'til days shall be no more

'til days shall be no more

'til days shall be no more

burning my illusions buried all illusions

burning all illusions buried all illusions