Flashbacks Of Freedom

Crawling forward in the ecstasy of our blindness

Feelin' above, under the drums of our anger

Snow burns in our hands

We're strangers to ourselves

Society is dying when the spirit flies

An ancient calling makes us die

With a smile on our faces

Neverhealing wounds that cry

Piercing our time, belief and life

One day we'll meet on the same way

Buried deep in our brains

We'll recognize each other

Changed but not insane

As the nothing light crushes and blinds me

Time drives me ahead

My memories are pulled from within, I know I'm nearer to death

So, I go on with my insane smile, shaking with inner cold

I defy me bitter night realm, looking for reborn freedom of life

Heretical sunshine - face of the future

Heretical sunshine - with hands open wide

Heretical sunshine - in my walking shoes

Heretical sunshine - a day of my sunrise

A piece of immortality to take

The heart is cold and head in flames