Everyone is doing their best to destroy it
And we all drill the ground
I refuse to be surrounded
The stones and dust bite hostile
The weakest lost in hatred
Consequence is upon my door
Responsible for my own life
I'm reborn again and again
Driven to increase my own power
By creation the purest choice
And go the way of the flesh
The ground is dry like rock
But now I decide to grab my life
Crave for freedom build my own life
Reaction is a weakness the strong cannot afford
My path is not determined by actions of others
They fill themselves with hate
Covering their faces blackened
The wolves are back and crave to kill
Slip on stones and break their legs
Try to hide from termination
You will have to pay the debt of nature
To change the face of the world
You wield the sword the pain is left aside
And I have left my tears behind me
So I refine the way I that I know
And I only adore the fact that we are the
Lust for power is the master disease of our time
This force alone devours the weak
It chokes the life from your throat
Break the chains of complication
I breathe the air of freedom
There is no room for your judgment
I purge myself of resentment
I breathe the air of freedom