Don't wait in the crowd, you will only fall down
Trampled

Under soles, made of gold, truth unfolds
Five years untold

The mark still remains

Such fashions in place, removing your face
Would be a good start

Forget your heart, as you take part
Now we can begin

Subconscious is screaming out
Another year, we'll shut it down

Now you're leading the crowd
So sickly and proud
Full of emptiness

The badge you wear, salutes the carelessness
But wait, unsure, an itch, now a sore
What can this be

The weight, unbearable
This part, so familiar

What can this, what can this be
Saying to me, all that I see
It's faded, degraded

A mark profound, rests on my brow

The print of gold as it did scold
It branded me and left me cold
All of those fateful years ago

I remember my place
I remember my soul

I'll flee from the crowd
Yes, I'll fly out of town
Back to the past

I'll dig him up, because, because
Oh to be who I once was

Wrap your arms around me
More like chains, tighter, I can feel

Them pulling, forcing me down to my knees
I'm well behaved, doing as you please

I'm in the corner, you're holding my hand
Now shaking, squirming, just as you command

I shall not breath, nor dare to resist
Locked in the dark, to exist how you insist