Sweetness(?), have they, cut you down? And bore, far beneath, your war machine, And found your weakness, Let the vultures spree for more The mass of silence, Death can only lead, The blind so long, Before we see, The final moment, Breaking down what used to be We are the Vacant The Wasted And falling faster now We are the Faceless The Nameless Our blood wont hit the ground In the dream I held you hand and read, your final words, to only mean, They found your weaknesss floating facedown next to me We are the Vacant The Wasted And falling faster now We are the Faceless The Nameless Our blood wont hit the ground We know just who too, We are just here We are the Vacant (We are the Vacant) The Wasted (We are the Wasted) And falling faster now We are the Faceless (We are the Faceless) The Nameless (We are the Nameless) Our blood wont hit the ground