They ask for your trust, but if you do trust them they leave you stranded
   with your disillusions. They, who are they?
  
   In a room so dark and painful,
   when fingers rule your eyes,
   just trapped inside a cage
  
   no fear, no trust nowhere to run to
   but reaching for the skies,
   and falling onto your knees.
  
   It's hard to trace,
   an empty face
   has faded with each passing year
  
   Coming Closer
   I swear I know how it feels,
   from land to shining sea
   Coming Closer
   We deserve what we see,
   in the land of the free
  
   Wish that my thoughts were so simple
   meaning of life, a reason to believe
  
   Swallowed in by your peers,
   destructive atmosphere
   or just an excuse
  
   No use in pretending
   Ain't no pride in it at all,
   is when you're standing out in the cold