Fall into my arms like you trust me
And keep my bloodstained hands off your body

Innocent like a child
Yet she sleeps with a knife right under her pillow
And the gloves won't be near anymore
Paralysed in denial, ever-changing
Will she be the same?
See her shame on the wall, on the cross
In the night, nobody remembers
When she cries, [?] on the floor
A million doors, corridors, ever-changing
I still feel the rage

Watch out, watch what you say
Your truth becomes your grave
A sword can cut both ways
But I've got sharp blades
Feel the rage

Where to go, all she knows
When the world drags her so deep into the shadow
Like a [?] when she cries
I hold her near, hurting world overwhelming
I still feel her pain

Watch out, watch what you say
Your truth becomes your grave
A sword can cut both ways
But I've got sharp blades
Feel the rage

Soft hearts need protection, need protection
Soft hearts need protection, need protection
Feel the rage
(Feel the rage)
Feel the rage

Rage, I feel rage, I feel rage, I feel rage
(Watch out, watch what you say)
Rage, I feel rage, I feel rage
I feel rage (Watch out, watch what you say, [?] )
(Feel the rage)

Soft hearts need protection, need protection
Soft hearts need protection, need protection