You Can Hear Them Out There  They're Gonna Follow You Down  On The Rocks  In The Air  Inside Your Mind They Made You Scared  Of All The Lies That Have Been Told  Of All The Hearts Now That Have Been Sold  Of All The Tears That've Been Disowned  Those Cries Are Gonna Swallow Up The Seeds  You Have Sown  So Hold On And Make It Last  Hold On For Your Last Holy Breath  Hold On For Your Faith  It Has Lapsed  Those Cries Like An Acid  They Will Eat Through Your Mask  Those Cries Like A Hammer  They Will Nail Down Your Past  Those Cries Gonna Swallow Up  Your Last Dying Gasp  You Can Hear Them Out There  They Come Inside And Ride You Slow  They Come Inside Where They Will Grow  Without A Hope Without A Dream  Without Anything  Without A Demon To Turn The Key  Of All The Lies Now That Have Been Told  Of All The Hearts Now That Have Been Sold  Of All The Tears That've Been Disowned  Those Cries Are Gonna Swallow Up The Seeds You Have  Sown  Those Cries Gonna Getcha Chill You Down To The Bone  Those Cries Like An Acid They Will Eat Through Your  Mask  Those Cries Gonna Swallow Up Your Last Dying Gasp  So Hear Them Now  All The Deadeyed Souls Who've Spent Their Lives  And Just Grown Old  So Hear The Cries  From The Deadeyed Souls Who've Spent Their Lives-  Now They're Turning Cold