The Road Of Hanging On

Life, withers away nothing lasts; death is eternal
Death, might be the end or perhaps not; but why throw your life away.

Choose how you'll live, don't be led; by mindless flocks of sheep
Make your path to a road, to a highway of your own
Stand with pride; that you dared to look them in their eyes
No more bowing down, never again letting yourself drown.

Time to rise, time to climb; on top of the world
Winning your fight, like the sun conquers the night.

Life, withers away – nothing lasts; death is eternal
Death, might be the end or perhaps not; but why throw it all away
Grasp it all, everything in your reach; hang on to every piece
Never let go, as your highway is your own.

Time to rise, time to climb; on top of the world
Winning your fight, like the sun conquers the night.

Life, withers away – nothing lasts; death is eternal
Death, might be the end or perhaps not; but why throw it all away
Grasp it all, everything in your reach; hang on to every piece
Learn to let go, as your highway is your own.