In the shadows they throw stones Faces hidden hearts unknown Wrapped in silence never shown Yet their souls they moan they groan Desert sands reveal the pain Watchers' eyes but none remain Behind the masks it's all the same Irony within this game People toss you in the dark Blind to your ignited spark Yet beneath their fragile mark Are they worse or just as stark? Theater of a thousand scars Empty echoes from afar Puppet strings and broken stars Their true selves behind the bars People toss you in the dark Blind to your ignited spark Yet beneath their fragile mark Are they worse or just as stark? Whispers haunt the ancient halls Echoes bouncing off the walls Truth emerges when night falls They're no different after all