Brutal Freedom

Brutal Freedom
Wondering about what will be after all
The scared creature´s roaming around
Deep wounds inside its soul, feels like a doll
Hanged up on invisible strings, can´t reach down

Seems to be free - but still locked up
Seems to be me - but still fucked up

No one´s there who stands between
No one who makes it harder than it is
Can't imagine what will be, only knowing what has been
An endless journey, on the way to find inner peace

To fight for freedom
To die for freedom
The solution of all problems
…stands right here - before of us…