I Think, it can't be - Endless in my mind Four walls around me - Pressing me inside I want to go out I want to run away But when I'm coming back All steps replayed again Outside all just died. There is no movement I feel myself so tied To my own prison place I scream, but no voice heard And lips are stacked together All I see - is only bounds The bounds of my pleasure I'm coming to my door And breaking the all chains I reject all my locks And stretched all my shame The ghost now disappears I see the perfect world My prison now is broken I feel myself so cold My soul is bleeding Behind my back is flesh The morning never comes Four walls will never crash Business is in you Built your walls yourself You never will get out If anger will not be burned…