Текст Hundredth – Shine

We are tattered men.
Nothing but mirrors
Of the walls we’ve built.
I’ve built a high gate

We cannot win alone.
We’re coming up dry,
Our necks flush,
We’ve been staring at our crowns.
We’ve abandoned something up above.
Something up above.

I am nothing
Without the men who walked before me.
I’m broken by my own pride,
My self-hate.
Bring a plague to my pride.
Let me know
I am nothing.

Oh, there are no arms as big as yours.
There are no arms as big as yours.

Let us unite in the fact that we are nothing.
Let us float into the dusk, united.
We are going to let it shine,