None of this matters, none of these words. Common and silent we will die in this world
We've only spoken to those who agree, and without them we've fallen on deaf ears
Stand on conviction and you will walk alone
For once I have stood (I have stood), no one will know
But alone I was born and alone we must go
In my convictions I've found my own grave, but amongst the dead we all fade away
Yeah...
Yet solitude is better than a life not worthy of reaction
There is nothing to lose (nothing). So we stand alone or join those who follow in misery
In my convictions I've found my own grave, but amongst the dead we all fade away
In my convictions I've found my own grave, but amongst the dead we all fade away
Fade away...
Stand on conviction and you'll walk alone
A voice is only a noise without someone to hear
And without a crowd to feed that noise grows silent
For once I have stood, no one will know, but alone I was born and alone we must go
Fading back into an anodyne sea, to drown with all who've gone before me
Yeah... We must go
In my convictions I've found my own grave (my own grave)
But amongst the dead we all fade away. Yeah...
In my convictions (convictions), I've found my own grave
But amongst the dead we all fade away
Stand on conviction and you'll walk alone. Yeah...
Fading back into an anodyne sea, to drown with all who've gone before me
Fading back... fading. Fading back into an anodyne sea
Fading back... fading. Fading back... fading away
