Lyrics New Kind Of Freedom - Caliban

New Kind Of Freedom

Sweet sins scars my horizon.
Got nothing to expect in this emotional unstable time.
Looking forward there is a meanningless life to go.
Path of sorrow!
Age of decay!
Pictures of wrong decisions veils my sleep but the lines are drawns.
Nothing could release me.
Am I born to excuse my way of thinking?
Am I force to justifiy who I am?
Death.
Sweet death could be a mercyful fate.
Delivered of despair.
New kind of freedom.
A new kind of face.