Hope For The Fallen

What have we become?
Another faceless generation
Another victim found nameless. Born at the bottom without
A chance
Let down by our own impulses
Shut out by our own emotions
Remnants left in ashes, but now is where it ends. Picked
Up. Picked up from this mess we’re in
From misery. Hope for the fallen
A way out for the ones who have spent their lives
Enslaved in chains. Up out of darkness
Time to start again. So sick of being disconnected, but
Now’s where it ends
Picked up. Picked up from this mess we’re in. From
Misery. Hope for the fallen
A way out for the ones who have spent their lives
Enslaved in chains
Picked up. Picked up from this mess we’re in
From Misery. Hope for the fallen
It’s time to leave this past. We have been set free
We were restless minds paralyzed by own doubts, but now
We’re letting go and now we’re getting out
We’re getting out