What is freedom?
Freedom is everything I've ever wanted.
Freedom is the only thing I've ever needed.
I've came to find, freedom doesn't come at life's begin.
As a matter of fact, freedom comes to us a life's end.
I've searched and searched for too long.
Why? Why have I searched for so long?
The question isn't how long
The question is, can I wait?
How much more of this screwed up life can I take?
This life of Agony, Mistrust and Hate.
This life of Hurt, and Forever Heartache.
This life keeps eating at me
Like maggots on a dead bodies corpse.
I've come to a conclusion I made up my mind.
This is the reason for the life of Chaos and Corruption
And after all this time
My conclusion leads me to another question,
What is Life?