If is a word, Is an excuse
For a life of love and power
Breaking news, Torment and fright!
Breaking hearts, Healing and Might!
Rebel one, teach me a song for my heart
Rebel one, Tear me inside,
again, I cry, again, I dry
this is a mastermind, a game I don't want to play!
In this world, It is no use,
For a life of hate and sorrow,
Waking truth, Suffering man behind the mask!
Waking roots, Disabling mystique of the past!
Where can I go if I have no home?
What can I do if there is nothing that is complete?
Completely lost in divine seclusive, my mind
Rebel one, teach me a song for my heart
Rebel one, Tear me inside,
again, I cry, again, I dry
this is a mastermind, a game I don't want to play!
Is there enough ifs to cover my youth?
Is there enough pleas to get me through?
The other side seems darker now
Rebel one, I have done quite the part
give me a reason to fight on!
Rebel one, Heal me inside,
again, I cry, again, I dry
this mastermind game is nothing I want to play again!
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