From youth we are discarded .
Sometimes a toy upon a shelf.
With precision they cut away,
and leave nothing but a shell.

Seems we've all been infected.
A mandate on high.
A tampering of souls, broken.
We forget to ask why.

Seems helpless. Seems we've all but lost.
I have to believe we still have the power.
Seems helpless. Seems we've all but lost.
I have to believe we still have the power.

I can't be what I was made.
Grabbing at innocence taken way.
I am what I am, but love must shine through.

Their feast is our bodies.
Our blood is their wine.
The innocence, they broke it.
The lost is but their prize.

Seems helpless. Seems we've all but lost.
I have to believe we still have the power.
Seems helpless. Seems we've all but lost.
I have to believe we still have the power.

We've been hollowed (with intent). We've been hollowed (with intent).
We've been hollowed (with intent). We've been hollowed (with intent).

Seems helpless. Seems we've all but lost.
I have to believe we still have the power.
Seems helpless. Seems we've all but lost.
I have to believe we still have the power.