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 isles
Raised by wolves into the wild. I am a son of the lost isles

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 shores; to escape has been my only thought
Raised by wolves into the wild. I am a son of the lost isles

FUCK!