Our hope is growing cold
I feel it more
Than I've felt before
It starts as panic grows
We're not rational
We're just animals
We are young and we will run
We'll run like animals
We'll tear through them all
To watch them fall
We're jealous things,
We know can't survive
Consumed with what we've lost
Oh it will fuel
These feral thoughts
So when we start
We'll rip through their bones,
Rip through their hearts
If we don't lose hope and we don't let go
I know, we just might make it home
If we don't lose hope and we don't let go
I know we'll never make it home!