If I could rush the emptiness in all of this I would Grab the mountains and break from this and break from this and break All that we are eternally denied Still we go on dead inside All that I need is to set it free Inside of me where you couldn't see My world When I'm dejected I'm reaching I'm still searching for the end Face the desolation in which I cannot transcend Losing faith my will is shattering A piece of chaos stuck in between All that I need is to set it free Inside of me where you couldn't see Facing the clouds where it all is found And I'm racing on the sounds Of my world My world My world My world My world Our world Our world Our world Our world Our world Our world Our world All that I need is to set it free Inside of me where you couldn't see Facing the clouds where it all is found And I'm racing on the sounds Of my world Of my world