A toast for our sins
Our instincts drags us deeper
Throwing us to the wolves
The nameless were all buried long ago

We are not anonymous
The faceless burials are over

They can see us now
The fines of freedom (Redrawn)

They can see us now (They can see us now)
The fines of freedom (Redrawn)

Held to our curse
We are not anonymous
Not alone
We are bound to bear this cross

Held to our curse
We are not anonymous
Not alone
We are bound to bear this cross

A place for our dreams
What better way to plant the seeds
Of watch, reign and rule
The nameless were buried long ago

We are not anonymous
The faceless burials are over
We are not anonymous (We're anonymous)
The faceless burials are over