Hiding deep inside the storm,
Avoid the objective to conform.
We live and breathe and scream and cry,
Our hearts aching from deep inside.
Raise a hand, and speak your voice,
knowing fate gives you a choice.
Choose to fight, or choose to hide,
Watch for the storm cast outside.
Bring out the demon from within,
Slit those veins full of sin.
Unaware of the fear we hold,
A screaming bomb leaves us cold...