all are in a Maze of Kraze
What walls we build to protect our soul.
Why the cold restraints we put ourselves in , to
hold us back from our dreams?
Nothing is true nothing is right. Is it really
have we all given up the fight?
Our minds have been clouded by the smog of
No longer can we see the sun in the morning, nor
can we see the stars that sparkle through out the night.
Itís all a maze in a
Were little things matter
The people are just in too
much of a rush, to Finnish out their lives.
Yet they go so fast they
havenít began to live.
What a place they built
this world of today. A place of corrosiveness, hatred, and
So what ever high walls and steel chains this
society constructs, I will not abide.
Because it is not me my soul
I will vault and tear down the highest of
I will push and pull until the disheartening
steel chains break.
And I will be Free, I will be
Iíll rise up above the clouds to
So my life will be a true reflection of my