we are tattered men. nothing but mirrors of the walls we've built. i've built a high gate and i've invited [bad word]  [bad word] and broken by my self-righteousness. i can't go without letting my self down. we cannot win alone. [bad word] up dry, our necks flush. we've been staring at our crowns. we've abandoned something up above. i am nothing without the men who walked before me. i'm broken by my own pride. my self-hate. bring a plague to my pride. let me know i am nothing. oh there are no arms as big as Yours. let us unite in the fact that we are nothing. let us float into the dusk, united. we are going to let it shine. let us shine. let me shine. we will shine.