everyone is doing their best to destroy it simplicity s forgotten and we all drill the ground i stand free i refuse to be surrounded the stones and dust bite hostile devours flesh and bone 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 destined to rule my life and go the way of the flesh nature is my only master i will bow to no one the ground is dry like rock without any hope left aside but now i decide to grab my life with my hands crave for freedom build my own life adoration for none 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 but the time has come you will have to pay the debt of nature and now you are the one 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 refind the way that i know so bright to me and i only adore the fact that we are the creators of our own lives and lust for power is the master disease of our time this force alone devours the weak and rules the strongest so mired in convolution 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 my life is mine alone i purge myself of resentment i breathe the air of freedom