Face to Face, [bad word] from lands undone.
We bend and twist this broken mess, yet to see the sun.
And now soon you'll see the glory. 


And I'm proof of living dead. 
Destroy what you've built, give up the will.  [bad word] me, cause so far I've stood strong. [bad word] me cause so far I've stood tall. Just listen when I say.)
This is how we live. 
This is how we breathe. 
And it's insulting to my face.
It's something I'll take under my wing, I will fly until I sing this free.
(Stop, surrender to fate.)
servant to your dreams, this blood will spill.
 [bad word] your dreams
that I despise, I will not strike 'til I see the whites of your eyes. 
And only then you'll feel the fury.


And I'm proof of living dead. 
Destroy what you've built, give up the will.  [bad word] me, cause so far I've stood strong. [bad word] me cause so far I've stood tall. Just listen when I say.)
This is how we live. 
This is how we breathe. 
And it's insulting to my face.
It's something I'll take under my wing, I will fly until I sing this free.
(Stop, surrender to fate.)
servant to your dreams, this blood will... blood will spill.

This is the one that is the answer to our lives. 
Look ahead, and even if this never works, (I'll be) satisfied with every motion.
And now I am sure I was right.