Wax Wings

You're stuck in vicious habits that push you down
No way to go, no destination to reach
You're a slave of your own fake truths
How will you ever get up?
Stuck to matter while your soul rots
How will you ever feel the life?

Allow yourself to see
You are not the victim!

Hangman of his soul
Crawling in self-pity as he abandons his own blood

Allow yourself to see
You are not the victim!

There is still time to reunite yourself
Leave those wax wings and start walking

The Sun warms us all, but burns those who tries to touch it