Almost free to do anything
Heavy bombshells
falling on me
in the middle of nowhere
Come wind
Don't look at me
Birds flying one by one
leaving the cage of my life
Soon everything will happen
Roles are changing
The dead resurrect
and if there really is no God here
let's get up and run or fight
Let the soil wait
if I'm still standing
Good morning sir
I want to die
Good night I fall asleep the same amount
Father come talk to me
Birds flying one by one
leaving the cage of my life