Sleep in my fake Shell
Inside my pod
Trying to fit myself
Waiting to nature outbreak

Something didn't given choice
Blame for no sin
The stigmas was given to me
I'll Break the sacred with insanity

This world
I won't belong no more
Fall in disgrace
Cut what makes me a man

I'm my prisoner
But My wings will grow
Flapping them slowly
I'll find my horizon

My time of change
Like a butterfly does
My hands trembles and sweats
In the time of incision

All my pleasure principles
If my blood flows red on the floor
I'll be free forever
A life for freedom

This world
I won't belong no more
Fall in disgrace
Cut what makes a man

Who am I?
Who are you?
Am I a butterfly?
Or just a piece of nothing?
I am!
You are?
I will leave my pod
Transform

Cut Off
I'm free
Cut Off
I'm free
Cut Off
I'm free