Young and free, something you'll never be
A childhood's end, it's
The day will come, you cannot run
White hot clouds fill
Trapped up inside here, like lions in a cage
I've been
Striking down the enemy
Fighting hand to hand
Troops are thrusting onwards
Ti
There's two kinds, of people in this world
The outlaws, and
White coats to bind me, out of control
I live alone
Endless curse, blood runs cold
Evil stare, will turn your flesh
Fighting for existence, looking for a way
The race is getting
The plans, of a race gone mad
A final solution to
Young and free, something you?ll never be
A childhood?s end, it?s
Striking down the enemy
Fighting hand to hand
Troops are thrusting onwards
Time