Vocals: Dean Bonsignore
Guitars: Austin Collins
Bass guitar: Steve Castanin Jr.
Frums: Erik Samuelsen

Lyrics

Withered and frail
Tired of hiding behind this veil
In fear in confide
It's only when your brave they can rob your pride

I've been there and back, so many times again
But there was just the same, from where I'd begin
So tell me when those bells ring, will I finally get my wings

Mocked as all I reach for, pulls itself away
Starvation fills me so, and my will turns grey
Anguish remains my friend, as hope turns to dust
I smile in painful bliss, as I fade behind my crust

White on blue,
Nut the clearing of the clouds, uncovers nothing new
Withdrawn and content,
I remain to lie a jester, as my soul tears red

I've been there and back, so many times again
But there was just the same, from where'd I'd begin

Withered and frail
Tired of hiding behind this veil

So tell me when those bells ring...Will I finally get my wings

Mocked as all I reach for, pulls itself away
Starvation fills my soul as my will turns grey
Anguish remains my friend as hope turns to dust
I smile in painful bliss as I fade behind my crust

Fade behind my crust...
Fade behind my crust