Moving Through the Fog of insanity
Slashing my way into the deeps of my heart
reaching for the most forgotten instinct
that witch makes us what we are, and what we aren't
to live or to die is not of a concern
to love or hate is but an illusion
lives have being set, deaths have being written down
slaves of Destiny we all are
to live means to die and to die means never exist
do i cry as i reach the heat of my soul
my tears have long lost their meaning
hope has abandon me as i seek the key to my imprisonment
hasted to be free from destiny i have my past and present
no future lies ahead, no fighting spirit remains
only an empty shell,slaved by destiny's chains
Slashing my way into the deeps of my heart
reaching for the most forgotten instinct
that witch makes us what we are, and what we aren't
to live or to die is not of a concern
to love or hate is but an illusion
lives have being set, deaths have being written down
slaves of Destiny we all are
to live means to die and to die means never exist
do i cry as i reach the heat of my soul
my tears have long lost their meaning
hope has abandon me as i seek the key to my imprisonment
hasted to be free from destiny i have my past and present
no future lies ahead, no fighting spirit remains
only an empty shell,slaved by destiny's chains
~~Frozen
