Fading Sigh

Brought up as the chosen ones 
 Shot down when we are still young 
 Tied down by invisable chains 
 From all of this life's strains 
 Reach out for hope 
 But getting just smoke 

 Violent sounds. Disturbing sights 
 Masked men walk by 
 The autumn leaves are gone. 
 Freedom birds no longer fly 
 and what we hear 
 In a solemn darkness 
 Is a fading sign. 

 Sensations in our minds 
 Lost in ourselves 
 Taking a ride 
 We're looking for somewhere to hide 
 Living our illusions 
 Lost within the tide 
 Drifting in a dividе.