Brutal Freedom Wondering about what will be after all The scared creature´s roaming around Deep wounds inside its soul, feels like a doll Hanged up on invisible strings, can´t reach down Seems to be free - but still locked up Seems to be me - but still fucked up No one´s there who stands between No one who makes it harder than it is Can't imagine what will be, only knowing what has been An endless journey, on the way to find inner peace To fight for freedom To die for freedom The solution of all problems …stands right here - before of us…