The Dying of Your Pride

When I hear these voices they’re talking loud and clear
They’re shouting into my face, words so insincere
How sad a fate, how sad a fate?
This can’t be true!
We’re caught in the middle
There’s no me and there’s no you
It’s the dying of your pride
It’s a fall of a nation
It’s the feeling when you hit the dirt
It’s like bleeding without getting hurt
It’s the dying of your pride
It’s a road to damnation
It’s crack in your Kevlar-soul
It’s a heart like a big, black hole
It’s the dying of your pride
Some might call them experts
I would call them fools
At the coast of the stranded
They are one of the jewels
Raise your head, raise your head and fly away
You know that you don’t have wings but who cares anyway?
It’s the dying of your pride