Freedom - Third Realm

The World Is Shallow In My Mind, And We All Think That Our Life Is Fine

Until The Very Day That We Die, And I Know I Can’t Be Saved, If I Try To Be

More Than Divine

I Know I’ll Be Locked Up In God’s Cage

We All Want Freedom

Choose The Battles In My Head, Walk With Me And I’ll Play Dead, You Can Wear A

Mask With Me

I Don’t Need My Eyes To See, You Can Choose To Live In Hell, I Withhold My Soul

To Sell

I Decide What I Can Be, Isn’t That A Part Of Being Free?

Another Day, Another Crime, Of The Soul In Which They Harm In Time

Allowing Routine, Phony By Design, And I Know It’s All The Same

When They Can’t Form Thoughts In Their Own Minds, A Product Of The Foolish

Social Stage

We All Want Freedom

Choose The Battles In My Head, Walk With Me And I’ll Play Dead, You Can Wear A

Mask With Me

I Don’t Need My Eyes To See, You Can Choose To Live In Hell, I Withhold My Soul

To Sell

I Decide What I Can Be, Isn’t That A Part Of Being Free?