Condemned to waste away Forgotten and torn Fading as flesh decays Humanity scorned Hear the calls of the fallen They suffer and scream Left to die forgotten We were better unborn March Through the thorns From the day we are born Empathy dies Bring me to life March Through the thorns Through the oncoming swarm Buried alive Far away from the days of purity Waiting to die alone in regret and agony March Through the thorns From the day we are born Empathy dies Bring me to life March Through the thorns Through the oncoming swarm Buried alive We grow embittered and cold Broken, alone And dream of the day bars will break We grow embittered and cold Broken, alone And dream of the day that we will escape March Through the thorns From the day we are born Empathy dies Bring me to life March Through the thorns Through the oncoming swarm Buried alive