| Everyone is doing their best to destroy it
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| Simplicity’s forgotten, and we all drill the ground
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| I stand free, I refuse to be surrounded
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| The stones and dust bite hostile, devours flesh and bone
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| The weakest lost in hatred, consequence is upon my door
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| Responsible for my own life, I’m reborn again and again
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| Driven to increase my own power by creation the purest choice
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| Destined to rule my life and go the way of the flesh
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| Nature is my only master, I will bow to no one
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| The ground is dry like rock without any hope left aside
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| But now I decide to grab my life with my hands
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| Crave for freedom build my own life
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| Adoration for none
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| Reaction is a weakness the strong cannot afford
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| My path is not determined by actions of others
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| They fill themselves with hate, covering their faces blackened
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| The wolves are back and crave to kill
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| Slip on stones and break their legs, try to hide from termination
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| But the time has come, you will have to pay the debt of nature
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| And now you are the one to change the face of the world
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| You wield the sword, the pain is left aside
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| And I have left my tears behind me
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| So I refind the way that I know so bright to me
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| And I only adore the fact
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| That we are the creators of our own lives
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| And lust for power is the master disease of our time
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| This force alone devours the weak and rules the strongest
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| So mired in convolution, it chokes the life from your throat
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| Break the chains of complication, I breathe the air of freedom
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| There is no room for your judgment, my life is mine alone
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| I purge myself of resentment, I breathe the air of freedom |