Fly before they rip your wings. Believe your dreams not the strings
that hold you back like chains. Feel the blood in your vains.

Seems to me we're going wrong direction
We'll all got the same infection

Don't give up under pressure, there's some things you need to be sure.
Like what you want and what you need. The wrong path makes you bleed.

It's always calm before the storm.


Seems to me we're going wrong direction
We'll all got the same infection
These wings won't carry me


Mayday, mayday, one by one, they are falling down.
You shouldn't fly towards the sun. Angels on the ground.

Seems to me we're going wrong direction
We'll all got the same infection

Flying too low, ready to dive. Breathe water in your lungs.
You made yourself to choke now die, still you had your change.

It's always calm before the storm

Seems to me we're going wrong direction
We'll all got the same infection
These wings won't carry me