This is the first time
This is the last time
That we’ll ever meet
This is the mission
That craves our precision
That dictates our actions be discreet
These are the walls that we’ve guarded
The wars that we’ve started
The powers that we’ve made be
They crumble to dust in all places
Yet we leave no traces
The irony’s not lost on me
Now it’s the season
Now is the reason
For an empty heart
Emotions are potent
But live for the moment
Or you’ll be dead before you start
Forget who you were, where you’ve been
Your family and friends
To you they are no longer real
For only the lonely
Can live life a phony
But then give it up for one true ideal
