Из альбома: Whatever It May Take
Conformity, the agony of freedom
An epidemic eats our worlds
I know your eyes will be to weak to see the way to walk
Not able to live the single moment
Your skin is far to cold to feel a kiss
Feeling numb to all this suffering
Where is the place we use to hide?
Will it be enough to tell you about the freedom you could have
About the stars, the green, the happiness, about the soulless slaves you're following
Will this be wnough to overcome the mechanism
That keeps you away from our hands they will never suffocate this fire
They will never extinguish my flame
I won't let you fall from my hands
I'll fight until the end, I promise
It burns within!