Hiding in your forest, forever alone
Watching from afar the world they own
Amazing things to crave, amazing ways to live
But as the fire can burn, pretty things might hurt
Your feet are rooted to the ground, forever
A lonely warder to its own empty cell
You shape yourself to avoid the world around
You should put your strength in your hands
Failure is a doorway
This is how you kill the lost, the hidden, the scared man
Burning the skin, breaking the bones of this barren land
This is how you kill the lost, the hidden, the scared man
Burning the skin, breaking the bones of this barren land