The monsters are made,
and we have proven that we will be one of them
The whores take the stageflash our skills
gotta draw 'em ingotta keep 'em on their toes
don't show them how you truly arewho would want honesty
who would want a group of people that one can relate with
We need worship, we need devotion
becoming gods from the image that is thrown
thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort
it's not a musical journey anymore
they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time
monotonous expressiona forced replica of a tired sound
puppets for a greed-driven carnival
the same charade as the passing years
force me out there Don't give them a chance
They want to be fedfed a simple replication of past greatness
(Things have changedwe have changed
Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve
so you can love or hateit won't change a thing for us)

Step back Evaluate Recognize

We just need to throw some new ideas in
(It) will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of
it's all the same
This is all we have when we die
It's what's left of us when we die
We will be remembered for this

White wall