Текст песни Slave - The Playmore

Free to live, to love, to die
Free to leave the things behind
Free to change, to be at your best
Free to choose what's truly want

You should not fear, you should not pray saints
You should not think, you should not understand
Kings are taking care rising towers for golden gods
By following new faiths

And It feels like nothing never happen
On and on and over all their minds
I am crashing down on my mistakes
On and on and over all the things made

Free to breath, to learn, to hide
Free to look the truth straight in the eye
Time has come to rise, risking all we've done so far
To overthrow their plans

And It feels like nothing never happen
On and on and over all their minds
I am crashing down on my mistakes
On and on and over all the things made