When I hear these voices They're talking loud and clear They're shouting into my face Words so insincere How sad a fate - how sad a fate, this can't be true We're caught in the middle, there's no "me" and there's no "you" It's the dying of your pride - It's a fall of nation It's the feeling, When you hit the dirt - It's like bleeding without getting hurt It's the dying of your pride - It's a road to damnation It's crack in your Kevlar-soul - It's a heart like a big, black hole It 's the dying of your pride Some might call them experts I would call them fools At the coast of the stranded They are one of the jewels Raise your head, raise your head and fly away You know that you don't have wings, but who cares anyway? It's the dying of your pride - It's a fall of a nation It's the feeling, When you hit the dirt - It's like bleeding without getting hurt It's the dying of your pride - It's a road to damnation It's crack in your Kevlar-soul - It's a heart like a big, black hole It's the dying of your pride