Wreckage [bad word]  on the field, that you fought for
Our army has diminished, by the cost of war
Building it up again, though time is not so kind
From [bad word] we wept, for your dream we’d find

And if you're still in existence , you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of them are broken into pieces of shards.
Blaming it all on our choices we can’t [bad word] 
Collecting scraps of the [bad word] worriers
The heroes that are gone.

And we caused it

We are the fearless,
We are the crystal gems
Believing in, fantasies, of our futures
But one day we’ll discover the [bad word] 
That all will die before we get there

And if you're still free, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause some of us are chained, we are bound, with out choice.
We're setting chaos in our subconscious for ambition.
Keeping memories of our war that destroyed our lives
It was a war that created this life.

And they caused it,
And they caused it,
And they caused it

Well we’ve lost it all, we’re just illusions
vengeful face, that you’ll never forget
And I weep for years, for the secrets you kept
Shrouding in my fears, when you broke my heart
Shrouding in my dreams, when you broke my hopes.

And since we’re in love, we know we’re the lucky ones,
Cause we know we couldn’t live without the other one
Balancing tides of emotions we shun
To distract our minds from ever missing them.
But we’re forever missing her.

And we caused it,
And they caused it,
And she caused it
And we’ll end it.