we are hungry and we are haunted
we are groping in the night
we are wrestling with our pain
we are losing the fight
we are liars and we are dreamers
we're the guilty ones to blame
and we're living out this nightmare
between the glory and the flame

we are pilgrims and we are strangers
we are names without a face
we are stranded on this crumbling rock
dangling in space
we are heroes and we are villians
we are lost within our shame
and we're banished to this twilight
between the glory and the flame

we are outlaws and we are wounded
with our backs against the wall
we are standing at the crossraods
with the axe about to fall
we are madmen and we are children
with a lesson to be learned
we are sitting in the ashes
of the bridges we have burned
we are hoping and we are praying
we are holding to the claim
that He's coming back to meet us
between the glory and the flame