Flashbacks of Freedom
Crawling forward in the ecstasy of your blindness
Feelin` above, under the drums of your anger
Snow burns in our hands
We`re strangers to ourselves
Society is dying when the spirit flies
And ancient calling makes us die
With a smile on our faces
Neverhealing wounds that dry
Piercing our time, belief and life
One day we`ll meet on the same way
Buried deep in our brains
We`ll gecognize each other
Changed but not insane
As the morning light crushes and blinds me
Time drives me ahead
My memories are pulled from within, I know I`m nearer to death
So, I go on with my insane smile, shaking with inner cold
I defy the bitter right realm, looking for reborn freedom of life
Heretical sunshine-face of the future
Heretical sunshine-with hands open wide
Heretical sunshine-in my walking shoes
Heretical sunshine-a day of my sunrise
A piece of immortality to take
The heart is cold and head in flames
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