Stygma - World Of Doubts lyrics

rate me

What is the fuel that keeps us here?

Material part of life’s sphere?

What makes the soul keeps working on?

My life, does it belong to me?

Chorus:

Help me to create a spell

To get me out of this cell

Let me seek my own treasure

Let me reach out for my edge

Why is the world so complicated?

If otherwise is too simple

Why complain about our lives?

Once we’re so afraid to die