We are the dreamers, we are the light
A thousand tiny pieces preparing for a fight
We bring an opiate of hope to a world on fire with pain
A red cloak holding bitter truth: our lives are but a stain
Oh, we'll back down, you know we always do
In the din of greater wisdom, and things we know untrue
But if you see a fury glint deep burning in our eyes
Remember that our dreams pass glory 'fore they die
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