Prisoner
spare me an hollow endless lif
and the joyful endless peac
'cause the answer's not a priz
and the punishments can't b
with a demon by my sid
and an angel's care for m
I have paid for my guilt
I will own each of my sin
let my soul fad
let it bur
and leave no ashe
let it g
and leave no footprint
cause my life's bee
a climbing out o
an abys
even you can't understan
that my birth has been my own deat
that no aid will be give bac
and no mistake be redeeme
that the dreams die with the su
that the lies will win at las
and there can't be a restar
in the iron mist of tim
'cause, god, I'm too sick of lif
let my soul fad
let it bur
and leave no ashe
let it g
and leave no footprint
cause my life's bee
a climbing out o
an abys
let my soul fad
let it bur
and leave no ashe
let it g
and leave no footprint
cause my life's bee
a climbing out o
an abyss