Empty cities with empty buildings and empty windows that speak of tragedy Hollow people with hollow faces and empty spaces where their hearts used to rest Blind man cannot see the sun Deaf man will never ever hears my song Fooled man will always trust a lie Show me where every single thing went wrong I will show you the way if you take my hand We must colonize, rebuild our hopes in our dying world to find the infection that cures the disease In our dying world to find the infection that cures the disease