Taking slow breaths Unchained by the thoughts he might hear
By now the dampness has turned the rock in mud By now wild has taken the stage All the marks, the places got lost in the flood The rage is standing there climbing out of the cage
Starts of hate are growing Climbing out of the cage And I never wanted this like that
He's taking slow breaths, unchained By the thoughts he might hear
By now his feet had deeply hit the ground And every step is keeping the thrill awake Sure that his eyes are smiling for the next round Smaller is the distance and bigger is the ache
Starts of hate are growing
He's taking slow breaths, unchained By the thoughts he might hear Hitting the road in pain Now his mind is all clear
Now his mind is all clear For a moment he realized all the Things he could do so they can't pass him by Leaving his human part, be the one who leaks the fight
What I am doing here, I never wanted this I swear First victim of my sickness, I guess I won't be the last Not even sure, are they guilty I'm kind of lost in the past I don't know if it has to be this way, this fast