When I was growing up, things were hard for me
Always hoping some day we’d be free
Where is the peace?
Buried beneath our religious conflicts
We want our freedom
We want to live our God given lives
Living in upheaval
Hardens the souls of the good
Unwilling to fight
But we must battle to survive
Diamond in the rough
Peaceful spirit in a mental battle
Take me away from this place
Free us!
Free us!

I started as a highered thief
Just trying to earn some extra credits
Just trying to make my way
It seems only the rich are free
Soon I’ll make it me

Taking on the extra risks
So I can make the extra credits
Putting my life in excess danger
It seems only the rich are free
Soon I’ll make it me

When you live a life near death
You appreciate your life’s true worth
Freedom becomes a priceless prize
It seems only the rich are free
Soon I’ll make it me

It’s my time
I will find
Freedom
It seems only the rich are free
Soon I will make it me
It seems only the rich are free
Soon I’ll make it me

I just know I will
I know how to feel
I just know I will
I know how to feel
Life…….

…..and death
I can feel
My freedom

I don’t want to kill
Though I must live
I don’t want to hate
I fear corruption
And death
I can feel
My freedom

I don’t want to kill
Though I must live
I don’t want to hate
I fear corruption

One last mission to make me rich
So I can leave and be at peace
One last mission to clear my mind
So I can leave and be at peace
Just one last risk to break away
I’ll probably be killed, my pessimism instilled
Just one last risk to make my life
I don’t want to die; it’s not my time

I just want to live
My God given life
I just want to live
And do what’s right

Why can’t I
Why can’t I
Why can’t I
Why can’t I

I’ll make it through this mess
If I die, trying to live
I’ll make it through this mess
I deserve it; I’m a good spirit

I’ll lead a normal life some day

You’ll break the code