The blind who bled The weak, undressed Don´t want, don´t need The loss ahead Bought all but death Poor stands with the free
On empty, hard bed very soul is fed Mind´s flesh ascedns, heals Headless race in vain For translucent brain I would rather breath
You won´t take me You won´t break me I breathe on the light That leaves never alone You won´t take me You won´t break me I sail on the tide That leaves never alone
You won´t take me You won´t break me I breathe on the light That leaves never alone You won´t take me You won´t break me I sail on the tide That leaves never alone