Lost Isles

I left behind streets paved with gold

To live a life in the dirt and the undergrowth

I cut all ties, severed myself

From what they called "the real life"

Carved my path through stone, where am I now?

No one knows

With new lungs to breathe and fresh eyes to see

I pity those too weak to not break free

Living their life on old ideologies

That have been passed down for centuries

Run free and see what you want to see

Get lost along the way, break free

Forever searching for an open door

All I've known my whole life is how to run

Through distant lands and foreign shore's

To escape has been my only thought

Raised by wolves into the wild

I am a son of the lost isles

Raised by wolves into the wild

I am a son of the lost isles

No rules, or religions

Just a free world and my own decisions

I've never been home

I don't belong anywhere

I guess I'm homeless because home is where the heart is

And I've never been home

Forever searching for an open door

All I've known my whole life is how to run

Through distant lands and foreign shores

To escape has been my only thought

Raised by wolves into the wild

I am a son of the lost isles

Fuck