verse
Skirting the time, I lose the ground
I hope you believe that i can fly
Like an eagle, soar in the sky

I hope you hear that rattling sound
This state of life deep inside
But we are mortal, we all gonna die

 [bad word] 
Deep inside, I'm feeling free
Deep inside, you call me.
All of this I feel somewhere deep inside.
Deep inside, no more fear
Deep inside, only we are.
All of this I feel somewhere deep inside.

verse 2
Till the [bad word] through my veins
I will live and I will pray
For one touch of your cold hands again

Standing on the end of breakage
There is no thought: "what to do?"
Only feeling quilty for i've made the day before