My eyes are swollen and red 
 [bad word] dried out 
 [bad word] sharply 
Raspy, forced out 
We are all fools marching into the unknown 
The future plays out in the dancing of the fog 
I said I saw [bad word] 
But was blind all along 
I said I saw [bad word] 
But was blind all along 
It will be drawn out 
And it will be slow 
And it will be cold 
And it will be alone 
I want you to engrave this as a reminder in the back of your head
So you might never have to feel like this 
light in the abyss to guide you through these days 
I'm still on the top of the world searching for what we lost along the way