A cancer can grows everyday
killing my cells
Transcending the pain
Hope going away

Sick and tired of this world
Acrid, hopeless
Selling and sold
Distant and cold

Chorus:

Im not free from these chains that arrested my soul
Until I begin believe in me

Living without faith
Or a meaning to be
Not rue from the sin
Fearing the fear
Scaring to hear

I can get it all that I want
But the thing that really matters
Its so far beyound
So distant