Full of grief I scream at the wind
Thought I heard the words of others
Imprison myself
And stay in a shell
I won´t let you in to have a story to tell
Things tend to drag me down
Don´t understand so they hate me now

My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I´ll die alone

I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life
I´d never submit to the ones I will not be like
Live in a hole
But stay close to my kind
Cause they understand what burns in my mind
I still feel incomplete
Friends are few and far between

My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I´ll die alone