Listen to this sound, time has passed
There is nothing but pain behind broken masks
Their tears have stopped, a sadness which ends
Eyes now made of stone, which no longer contend
Never turning back, but just letting go
This game has been played, yet nobody knows
Their audience have dulled, their cheers have ceased
But they are not free, not yet been released
All is now lost, they have no place to go
Their souls will dry, as if it were wet snow
Now everything is gone, all has come to end
The hearts that were broken, will not ascend
Their fates will not fall, they will not bend
There is nothing left to do, but to follow the trend