歌詞
Sentenced, no more involved what bothers me
Hard we realize, just in our eyes to see me free
From the time we went together dressed for war
To settle lies, an independence in my core
For what respected, in introspective of what be and may
Or the affected, cannot turn to use another cheek
I have the challenge, not the balance or whatever sells
The gaining of a future, part of choosing life
Sin dies, with no more passion
When we need
Disguised, as all the frailty I wear
A simple clothing, as posture of a man
The ill-disposed has never been a better friend
Our painted life, a sacrifice to be again
Not to delegate, I tell you why it is the end
Could change all, that's all but me
Could feel all, but not feel free
Written by: Bo Sommer, Jakob Nordahl Hansen
