A stone cold heart which Has the urgent need to feel Created to oblige An empty gaze We don’t bleed the same blood Yet, we breathe the same air The storm in my mind dilates Clench my fist Rise my head Prepare counter strike This sensation of an equal world Drifts me further to become the deviant From system to soul Get out of control The righteous senses will go blind I am not what the world want me to be Break down the wall Social cruelty infects my mind I’m not what the world want me to be The storm in my mind dilates Clench my fist Rise my head Prepare counter strike This sensation of an equal world Drifts me further to become the deviant From system to soul Get out of control The righteous senses will go blind Fascinated by the flames