Wounded once again
Confined and broken
Dazed and bound by tubes
Still strong is the urge to see life
Dare you walk the hall for the first time?
Living on thin ice the choice is easy
Fall down to survive
A birds wings shattered
Fights to fly again on its bought time
When the bell tolls I'll walk again
Funeral toll
I walk again
Droning machines sing my song
And color my own nauseous struggle
Surreal mantra
Fighting on
Standing on two feet
Too soon?
Bought time
Funeral toll
I walk again
Droning machines sing my song
And color my own nauseous struggle
Surreal mantra
Fighting on