Sorcerer - Someone Else's Skin

My body is breakable and my spirit barely breathe
I’m living with a crown but they never call me king
I can’t see their faces, they all look the same
Fed up with myself, who wants to borrow my skin ?

Jaded existence
Rust on steel
Hanging by a thread above the abyss
Jaded existence
God in a cage
I could turn off the light to be a shadow again

Now it’s time to break the vow
I see it crystal clear there is no shelter to go

Driven by the hate
The souvеnirs we ache
If my heart still has a bеat
Set me free