The Flesh Is the Cage

I punctured my lungs
don´t want to breathe
that poisoned air
I crippled myself
don´t want to take
another step
on this poisoned ground
I burned I burned… once again
just to feel that I was alive
The flesh and the cage
are still the same
equal nothing
Cut the dotted line
do what You´ve been told
always and ever, obey
take the easiest route
never dare to thread
always and ever
living in restriction
Still not satisfied
with it all
destined to tremble and fall
mankind loosin grip
only because the restrictions