I'm just like a bird in a cage closed,
Feeling like Christ hanged on the cross,
It's not material, it's in my soul,
But it hurts so damn much though.
My pain is the pain of the whole new age,
New life and new people look very strange,
Body lives century, but soul dies young,
Envy total strangers at instagram.
It's not your destiny, it's not your fault,
Hearts of newagers are often so cold,
Why are we playing in this crazy game?
May be all human are fucking insane.
What did I do to my child-early self?
Bright memories lie on the distant shelf,
Who are we gonna judge for the mess?
It's real life, not a party of chess.
My body dies as the fire within
Burns even brighter, makes my head spin,
And as I die, I'll sure rise again,
Trying so hard to break evil's chain.