Metal Wings

Feel that strange

Weakness of your hands. It's

Part of your human role

Free your rage,

Search for any chance to

Change the core of your soul

Throw wicked flesh

To the pack of hounds

Find burning hell

And call it home.

Now your dreams

Spin like gear-wheels and

Current flows through your hear

Wear the skin

Crafted from the steel and

Find your soul torn apart

Alter your fate,

Change your destination.

Hunger and pain

Will light the way

Let the rain wash away

Sins from your metal wings

Hold your breath, let the death

Sing on your metal wings

Hide your desires

Under metal plates and

Wait for the wind

To spread your wings