I remember, when I started my journey to the realm of my soul where I finally opened the door For fear of what was behind this door made me close my eyes close my mind, to everything worthy of being trully admired Ideating achromatic
I couldn't comprehend the beauty behind veiled sheets webs of lies plagued my eyes trapped by the impossible, self-acceptance
It was then that I discovered that the merit in oneself isn't raised by touch of a thumb but by the love and compassion radiated from the skin in an instant it unlatched and the colour filled my head dilated eyes, let the light in perceiing the palette of artistry
shades hidden, now the brightest whites, where only dwelled grey light breaks over the darkest of days
With friends by my side, I see the beauty of life a new dawn shining bright With friends by my side I see the beauty of life like the world through a childs eyes
Freedom from your own chains Open the lock, breakaway
It was then that I discovered that the merit in oneself isn't raised by touch of a thumb but by the love and compassion radiated from the skin In an instant it unlatched and the colour filled my head dilated eyes, let the light in Perceiving the palette of artistry
Freedom from your own chains Open the lock, breakaway Free Freedom