New Kind Of Freedom Lyrics - Caliban

Sweet sins scars my horizon. 

Got nothing to expect in this emotional unstable time. 

Looking forward there is a meanningless life to go. 

Path of sorrow! Age of decay! 

Pictures of wrong decisions veils my sleep but the lines are drawns. 

Nothing could release me. Am I born to excuse my way of thinking? 

Am I force to justifiy who I am? Death. 

Sweet death could be a mercyful fate. 

Delivered of despair. 

New kind of freedom. 

A new kind of face.