Lyrics:

Torn from death to malevolence, bound to an existence in chains
A heartbeat in the history of the universe, here only to suffer and fade
Freedom is a projection
Death will always rest his hands on our shoulders
Whispering the ancient words, blowing deliverance on our distress
Finally freeing us from restraints
Freedom is a projection
Slaves to their will, slaves to their system
Slaves to our masters, slaves to existence
The sky fills with birds, covering the dawn
When the night was finally about to refract
Bond between grief and hope shrivels
The fortune, free from restraints
Freedom was a projection
Slaves to their will, slaves to their system
Slaves to our masters, slaves to existence