Lyrics
Don't be held down by this rotten twine,
by the world weary soul
or the panic of time
Rage against the limits of space
Rage against the forces that would keep you in your place
I have drowned in the illusions of my own regret and misery
I did taste the pill; it took a bite out of me
I became dependent - as the shadow is,
bound, where once free
I am looking for some new growth on the bowed and weary tree
The worm that dug into the brain is fed by fret and shame
The will that makes peace of mind has turned its eyes, now, on pain
There's no content in the shadow-life,
step up and take the reigns
I am looking for some strength of will in this bowed and weary frame
Will to life the dying branches
Will to be the broken dreams
I believe in joy and struggle
Lets reject the hopeless creed
