What is "freedom"?
What is "correct"?
I have a strange dream
A wandering shadow
It seems i can see it
But i can't see anything at all
It's an illusion
Being left behind in the hectic everyday
Depressed and in a distorted timeline
Rush ahead! Fly through the strong wind
To a place that's suffused in light
And overflowing with hope
Picking up the pieces of a dream i once had
I'll keep running down the path i believe to be the right one
In order to live true to myself
Shouldering the burden of both
Sins and retribution
My spirit has withered away
