DESCRIPTION:
Feels like all our days were stolen. Waiting for the bombs to start falling. Born without wings. Drawn to fight. Drawn to win. Drawn to be erased. Chainless. Undying. At least I'm not innocent. In the dust of the last design I will take to the sky. Passion replaced by strategy. Your stained glass heart yearns for it. An open door somewhere waits for me. Your arms are strong but they do not find me.

I do not own this song. All rights belongs to Frodus, the respective owner of this song and also the record company that it got published on.