Lost Isles

I left behind streets paved with gold, to live

A life in the dirt and the undergrowth

I cut all ties, severed myself from what they called "the real life".

Carved my path through stone, where am I now?

No one knows.

With new lungs to breathe and fresh

Eyes to see, I pity those too weak to not break free

Living their life on old ideologies

That have been passed down for centuries.

Run free and see what you want to see.

Get lost along the way... Break free

Forever searching for an open door

All I've known my whole life is how to run

Through distant lands and foreign

Shore's; to escape has been my only thought

Raised by wolves into the wild

I am a son of the lost isle's

Raised by wolves into the wild

I am a son of the lost isle's

No rules, or religions

Just a free world and my own decisions

I've never been home

I don't belong anywhere

I guess I'm homeless because home

Is where the heart is and I've never been home

Forever searching for an open door

All I've known my whole life is how to run.

Through distant lands and foreign

Shore's; to escape has been my only thought.

Raised by wolves into the wild. I am a son of the lost isle's

Fuck!