LYRIC
Prisoner of the system
Witness of a rising fear
I feel it's like a fast moving train
Passing us so near
Something's working hard to change the rule
Something's trying hard to kill the fool
In this wasteland
Walking on a desert plain
In this wasteland
Aiming for a goal without end
Living for another day
Emerging for the mist
Hoping for another day
I'm fighting to exist… To exist…
Prisoner of illusion
I am victim of this trail
I am yielding to temptation
Is it heaven or is it hell?
Is this a destination where I can go?
I was skilled by imagination
I'm beyond recall
Living for another day, emerging from the mist
Ohh… It's a fight to exist…
Living for another, emerging from the mist
Ohh… It's a fight to exist…
Prisoner of the system…
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