I realised that day when I looked into my darkest sky; the moon had lost its halo.
Now the moon has lost its halo all of my nights are left blind,
All of my life I've learnt to hide
WITHERING TOO AWARE OF WHO IS WATCHING IN THE FACE OF MY DECEIT
MY AUDIENCE BECAME MY CRITICS
THE PARASITES HAVE FED TOO LONG
ALONE I SUFFERED IN THE HANDS OF OTHERS, ALONE I SURVIVED, LET MY STATURE REACH THE SKY
NOW IT'S TIME, LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND, LET IT GO
SO I MUST TURN AWAY AND OVERCOME, USING ALL MY STRENGTH TO CARRY IT ON, ALL MY FEARS WILL NEVER RETURN
THEY WILL DRAIN THE LIFE FROM ME IF I DON'T STOP THEM
THEIR STARES ARE A CRUSHING BURDEN
I NEVER WANTED TO BE ALONE, HIDDEN AWAY FROM IT MORE THAN NOW
SOLITUDE IS A CURE THAT CANNOT BE FOUND
SOLITUDE'S THE CURE THAT CAN'T BE FOUND, TO THESE VULTURES I AM BOUND
THEY'RE EATING AWAY AT MY SANITY LIKE IT'S GOING OUT OF FASHION
I NEED A FOOTHOLD, A LIFE LINE TO GRASP, BUT EVERY STEP SEEMS AS SLIPPERY AS THE LAST
GOT TO FIND A WAY, GOT TO FIND A WAY, GOT TO FIND A WAY TO CAST THEIR NAMES
I CANNOT DELAY OR KEEP THEIR HATE AT BAY
I WILL RID ALL THAT BECAME, CUT THE TIES THAT HOLD MY BANE
NOW I'VE BECOME MORE AWARE I WILL NOT SURRENDER
THE DEATH OF THIEVES
THEIR STORM RIDES ALONGSIDE THEIR BROKEN WINGS, HATE AND FEAR THEY BRING
THEY CARRY MUCH OF WHAT I ONCE OWNED AND NOW HAVE KILLED
BROKEN BUT STILL I STAND
I HAVE WON, I HAVE LOST, I HAVE LOST
ALTHOUGH I WON THE WAR I HAVE LOST EVERYTHING
I HAVE LOST YOU
I WILL RID MY OPPRESSION IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO.
Now the moon has lost its halo all of my nights are left blind,
All of my life I've learnt to hide
WITHERING TOO AWARE OF WHO IS WATCHING IN THE FACE OF MY DECEIT
MY AUDIENCE BECAME MY CRITICS
THE PARASITES HAVE FED TOO LONG
ALONE I SUFFERED IN THE HANDS OF OTHERS, ALONE I SURVIVED, LET MY STATURE REACH THE SKY
NOW IT'S TIME, LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND, LET IT GO
SO I MUST TURN AWAY AND OVERCOME, USING ALL MY STRENGTH TO CARRY IT ON, ALL MY FEARS WILL NEVER RETURN
THEY WILL DRAIN THE LIFE FROM ME IF I DON'T STOP THEM
THEIR STARES ARE A CRUSHING BURDEN
I NEVER WANTED TO BE ALONE, HIDDEN AWAY FROM IT MORE THAN NOW
SOLITUDE IS A CURE THAT CANNOT BE FOUND
SOLITUDE'S THE CURE THAT CAN'T BE FOUND, TO THESE VULTURES I AM BOUND
THEY'RE EATING AWAY AT MY SANITY LIKE IT'S GOING OUT OF FASHION
I NEED A FOOTHOLD, A LIFE LINE TO GRASP, BUT EVERY STEP SEEMS AS SLIPPERY AS THE LAST
GOT TO FIND A WAY, GOT TO FIND A WAY, GOT TO FIND A WAY TO CAST THEIR NAMES
I CANNOT DELAY OR KEEP THEIR HATE AT BAY
I WILL RID ALL THAT BECAME, CUT THE TIES THAT HOLD MY BANE
NOW I'VE BECOME MORE AWARE I WILL NOT SURRENDER
THE DEATH OF THIEVES
THEIR STORM RIDES ALONGSIDE THEIR BROKEN WINGS, HATE AND FEAR THEY BRING
THEY CARRY MUCH OF WHAT I ONCE OWNED AND NOW HAVE KILLED
BROKEN BUT STILL I STAND
I HAVE WON, I HAVE LOST, I HAVE LOST
ALTHOUGH I WON THE WAR I HAVE LOST EVERYTHING
I HAVE LOST YOU
I WILL RID MY OPPRESSION IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO.