All the good monsters open their eyes

To see the wasteland where the home fires rise

And the people shouting, "Why, why, why?" Do you know what you are?

Do you know what you are? All of the giants wake from their sleep

And roll outside of safety's keep

And the pain makes them feel so alive Do you know what you are?

Do you know what you are? And we are bored of all the things we know

Do you know what you are?

Do you know what you are? Not all monsters are bad

But the ones who are good

Never do what they could

Never do what they could All the good monsters rattle their chains

And dance around the open flames

And they make a lot of empty noise While all of the bright eyes turn away

As if there wasn't anything to say

About the justice and the mystery Do you know what you are?

Do you know what you are? We are bored of all the things we know

And we are forms of everything we love

We love Good won't show it's ugly face

Evil, won't you take your place?

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes by itself And we are bored of all the things we know

Do you know what you are?

'Cause we are, we're so in love with ourselves

And we are forms of all the things we love