Awake Shapeless figures seem to blend As reality fades before my faint eyes. Distress builds endless sorrow A sickening nausea invades my soul. No! I will not tolerate. I'll cut the strings that hold me back, To crush the confinement that withholds. A search for balance in wich I could find some worth.
Unveil the way Open the gate
A fire within Senses evolve Everything is leading my thoughts to where I wanted.
No! I will not tolerate. I'll cut the strings that hold me back, To crush the confinement that withholds. A search for balance in wich I could find some worth.
I drift Submerging in the stream of mind I dive With conviction I go straight towards the leap.