We're all like fish
waiting in a tiny fish bowl
till the day we find the hole

your freedom doesn't exist
so you have the will to resist
these days you'll have to risk

Whats The point to all that stands
when no one gives a helping hand
will they be forgiven?The Ones Who Ran.
Death Becomes A Star
Which we conquer Freedom

Its Like Being Reborn
Then Again Through This hell were torn,Not knowing what lesson is to be learned
into this hell we're thrown.
when its time to run and hide
who will be there to protect the sky?

after you've forgotten greed
you will be freed
from this possessions