As strange as it seems
hopeless by all mean,
life could be free
for open minds live simply

The muse is on her way
straight to the open graves
something can be done
for the ones who have none

life isn't always what it seems
openly and free,
now is not the time to dwell
only you can save yourself

Open the doors
don't stick to one floor
life is on its way
life is on its way
life is on its way

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