Going back and forth, forth and back Every step just deeper into black Between foul and fair some high end lows Let darkness shine upon our phantom throes We are but broken pieces Too worn to live, too whole to die We are but silent screams Too loud to fade, too faint to fly All words to flesh and all flesh to bone Sever the ties now it won't be long Keep running without breath, without pulse And save yourself from what tomorrow holds We are but broken pieces Too worn to live, too whole to die We are but silent screams Too loud to fade, too faint to fly Tear it down! Too worn to live, too whole to die... Tear it down! Too loud to fade, too faint to fly... We are but broken pieces Too worn to live, too whole to die We are but silent screams Too loud to fade, too faint to fly Short cuts deep wounds, keep running without breath Short cuts deep wounds, keep running without pulse