I Think, it can't be - Endless in my mind
Four walls around me - Pressing me inside
I want to go out I want to run away
But when I'm coming back All steps replayed again
Outside all just died. There is no movement
I feel myself so tied To my own prison place
I scream, but no voice heard And lips are stacked together
All I see - is only bounds The bounds of my pleasure
I'm coming to my door And breaking the all chains
I reject all my locks And stretched all my shame
The ghost now disappears I see the perfect world
My prison now is broken I feel myself so cold
My soul is bleeding Behind my back is flesh
The morning never comes Four walls will never crash
Business is in you Built your walls yourself
You never will get out If anger will not be burned…