Does the shadow live forever?
Will this graveyard be the dance floor
for these corpses?
Will they be the first to fall
and dance the night away?

Why do we do this to ourselves?
We're buying every word they sell.

Starving loved ones
carry our guns
Take a look at what we've become.
Hungry nations
standing in the ashes of
our enemies's remains.

Why do we do this to ourselves?
We're buying every word they sell.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
We're buying every word
That they sell.

So we dance the night away.
So we dance the night away.
So we dance the night away.
So we dance the night away.
The night away.

Why do we do this to ourselves?
We're buying every word they sell.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
We're buying every word
That they sell.

Composição: Story of the Year