Storm (The)

The Funeral Of Freedom
I cannot move from the crown of the fools and the helplessness dwells in my mind the thought of the future that lies ahead of me frigthens me and you with many unread books We try to move on we cannot escape from the monster who wants to eat us alive our necks are weak his hands are strong the new generation wrapped around its finger The creature seduces me away from the chores now i can lay back and watch the endless road the time has no meaning here and everything is free for the mislead souls Letras de cancionestormented by a howling wolf We try to move on we cannot escape from the monster who wants to eat us alive our necks are weak his hands are strong the new generation wrapped around its finger The wish of a break away has trod under ruthless feet to be disengaged is my only thought and goal now i have fallen back into the hand of beasts who can protect me from the birds and the bees From Letras Mania