Foul Taste of Freedom

Life’s a gamble, roll the dice: freedom or insanity
Cheat the Devil, hope it will free my soul eternally

A quest for life eternal
A lust for freedom in tales untold
A contract signed in true blood
A taste of wondrous things to come

I trust in a fickle smile
From a sour mouth full of dripping bile
A swindler, ever-changing sides
Rocking to and fro like the changing tides
A hand stretched with fingers crossed
My fate is etched and my soul is lost
A hand stretched with fingers crossed
My fate is etched and my soul is lost

‘Tis a fine line between truth and lies
A razor’s edge which the Devil rides
A crooked face and a crooked smile
A twisted truth from a twisted mind
A master weaver spinning lies
Like the spider-web of a two-faced lie
It’s a spider’s web, he’s a two-faced liar

It’s a foul taste
A taste of freedom

Foul taste of freedom

Fly high, touch the sky
Let the wind carry me
Above those mountains of white
A taste of freedom fills my lungs
See through dreams, reach beyond
Kiss the stars

Fly high, touch the sky
Let the wind carry me
Above those mountains of white
Tears of treason sting my eyes
See through dreams, reach the skies
Face the lies

A prison without walls, a jail with no guardian
Such a foul twist of fate
The Devil’s promise broken once more
Laughing at my pride

Time stands still beyond the limits of insanity
Unleashed, unbound, but all alone
Such a foul taste of freedom
Time stands still doomed to wander eternally
Unseen, unchecked, and missed by none
A foul taste of freedom
Time stands still, twisting the boundaries of integrity
Defiled and torn and disregarded
A foul taste of freedom
A foul taste of treason

Foul taste of freedom
Disregarded