here. I am chained and shackled to the walls of reality.
the only way to tell i'm alive is by the
tears that roll down my cheecks.
I thought I was free, free from problems and society
But was caught by time itself.
To understand would take me years for me to explain,
But only a week to realize.
Each star I count only leads me to nothing
Nothing, that place where my faith is/
But only when the shackles come off,
and I am free from reality,
Will I'll be truely happy,
and faith has a place in my heart.
Hear my battle cry , the battle cry
of me.
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