World Of Prose

1. In paralysis I´m dead on my feet

Crawl back home and fall in a heep

Told the guard just let me go home

´Cause that´s why

They can take your soul

R: I´m living in this odyssey

You´re giving up too scared to breath

I´m living in this world of prose

It was lies and I´d like to go

2. In analysis should find me a cure

Inside my mind and I´m not as sure

Gone so far just tryin´ to get home

´Cause that´s why

They will take it all

R: I´m living...

*: Until the moment

She stand by me

I´m at the front with the infantry

(solo)

3. With catalysis I´m back on my street

Back at home just can´t take the heat

It´s on the cards, get a hold of your soul

´Cause it´s time

Got to take control

R: I´m living...

*: Until the moment

That she stand by me

I´m at the front with the infantry