Anamnasia

Hey-life is in fire
Hey peace is desired
Hey I've got no reason to be a war prisoner
You think I'm the chosen one
You think I'm the perfect one
Your eyes are covered with tears
You, my friend are dying in my hands
Hey I've got my choice
But it seemed not like theirs
Hey I've got no reason to be a war prisoner
You think I'm the chosen one
You think I'm the perfect one
Your eyes are covered with tears
You my friend are dying in my hands