Roars A bone shivering storm Roars like thunder A million words like hails Keeping us constrained In this slavery Ground is shaking, walls are breaking, Flickering eyes, hidden behind their disguise Ground is shaking, walls are breaking, Flickering eyes, hidden behind their disguise Closer to the true I Closer to the break from why Closer to the will to life And closer to the break from my death Closer to the true I Closer to the break from why Closer to the will to life And closer to the break from my death Shut your mouth Stay out of my head With all your lies I know I welcomed you I know how great mistake it was Disappear and never come back again I'm sick and tired of giving up I lost my mind it had to stop Life is what we make it Grab it, own it and make it yours Life is what we make it Grab it, own it and make it yours And their voice says dance to the rhythm from our head From the dead On the verge of insanity Enslaved by their vanity Everything beyond seems to have lost Its will and its course. Strangely different poles, numbers and equations without a meaning. True image, true purpose, true life Where will we find our way Here we stand now full of destruction Nowhere to place it Nowhere to hide it That's how it feels, but we must keep walking Just keep walking Just keep walking! Life is what we make it Grab it, own it and make it yours Life is what we make it Grab it, own it and make it yours Life is what we make it Grab it, own it and make it yours Life is what we make it Grab it, own it and make it yours ...