You hide your real face behind a glass
Hidden of yourself, escaping from reality
You feel strong and powerful behind a glass
Scared of yourself, drowned in your solitude.
"You create your own world
With bases easy to break
From lie you make your truth
I don't want to believe that is the only way"
"A march of empty souls is rising
Why you hide yourself? Slaves of this world
Why so much pain? Why so much pain inside?
The land of empty souls"
Don't you need to feel the human warmth?
Are you really so cold or is the emptiness
Around you so large that you can't find
Another way out, another way...
"A march of empty souls is rising
Why you hide yourself? Slaves of this world
Why so much pain? Why so much pain inside?
The land of empty souls is called... Earth.
A march of empty souls is rising
Why you hide yourself? Slaves of this world
Why so much pain? Why so much pain inside?
The land of empty souls"
March of empty, I don't want to hear
March of empty, I don't want to believe
"You create your own world
With bases easy to break
From lie you make your truth
I don't want to believe that is the only way"
"A march of empty souls is rising
Why you hide yourself? Slaves of this world
Why so much pain? Why so much pain inside?
The land of empty souls"
You hide you real face behind a glass.
Hidden of yourself, escaping from reality
Empty souls