See me,
see me standing by.
Not afraid,
not afraid to die.
Shackles,
shackles on my feet.
Oh, fear not,
I do not fear to bleed.
Ignore,
ignore all this pain that I keep,
Not screaming,
holding on to my teeth,
Not caught up,
wanting to see.
No need to stop,
pushing forward to symphony.
In the middle,
but not in the past.
Feeling the soul,
fulfill the task.