Into the labyrinth of secret path of my destiny Through nighttime growls for my liberty Seeking the shiny stars inside the mystic myth on the furious waves of oceans Staring at the lights of full moon of long nights of November Shivering because of this unwritten fate which leads me to my past memories and shouts to remember. escaping from the falling shades of angels who doomed to hunt down my emotions The living souls chase every moments of truth in the maze None can hide his wicked chests of rage The games of predestination that lays in the hands of immortal gods The un-ruled pages of my covenant Burn within the abyss of ages of odds Why there's always have to be a journey Why do I have to be a traveler in insanity Why do I have to seek in dark shades to feel secure against the savage raids Why do I have to be stranger in my universe Why do I have to be ranger of my own place Why do I have to be shadow of my own voice To forget the deeds of frustrating noise escaping from the falling shades of angels who doomed to hunt down my emotions The living souls chase every moments of truth in the maze None can hide his wicked chests of rage another sleepless night, creatures come crawl out to sight Grabbing the gem inside, chasing me with their hunger for desire Why do I have to be stranger in my universe Why do I have to be ranger of my own place Why do I have to be shadow of my own voice To forget the deeds of frustrating noise