...and all I want's to feel like home A place where I belong Sometimes the journey feels too long And all the paths seem wrong Banished, depraved of guidance Anemic sheep, quiver in silence Where dogs starve and the shepherds are wolves, When no one cares that the crooked rule. A future stolen a past forgotten a present paved with uncertain patterns, To keep you weak, to keep you dull to keep you here So you can pay with time and disappear A rubrics cube of facts and hope and shattered bones Where all you win's a chance to catch your breath, to get some repose. Where fighters fight with broken shields and rusty swords We carry light in our souls and fists full of scorn And in the midst of the storm All they want, all we want... And all I want's to feel like home A place where I belong Sometimes the journey feels too long And all the paths seem wrong And all I need is there, so close but never here A place I've always known That I will feel like home I am sensing danger Out of depth I'm stranger Cannot fix this nightmare I'm so far yet so near Quiet the voices, silence the fears, Let the ashes settle and the dust clear. For what grandfathers bled, fathers sold in the end Sons are left with nothing else to defend, A place to settle roots to bare leaves and fruits, To withstand each tide, the passing of time. Something worth fighting for something to feel and be Cause’ right now it feels I’m losing my identity. But I'll hold deep in my heart, what keeps at bay the dark What makes a will of stone To fight for my own And in the midst of the storm All they want, all we want... Acasa And what I need And all I want's to feel like home A place where I belong Sometimes the journey feels too long And all the paths seem wrong And all I need is there, so close but never here A place I've always known That I will feel like home I am sensing danger Out of depth I'm stranger Cannot fix this nightmare I'm so far yet so near I am sensing danger Out of depth I'm stranger Cannot fix this nightmare I'm so tired to fear So far yet so near …from home A place to call my own Somewhere that feels like home

Banished, depraved of guidance Anemic sheep, quiver in silence Where dogs starve and the shepherds are wolves, When no one cares that the crooked rule. A future stolen a past forgotten a present paved with uncertain patterns, To keep you weak, to keep you dull to keep you here So you can pay with time and disappear A rubrics cube of facts and hope and shattered bones Where all you win's a chance to catch your breath, to get some repose. Where fighters fight with broken shields and rusty swords We carry light in our souls and fists full of scorn And in the midst of the storm All they want, all we want... And all I want's to feel like home A place where I belong Sometimes the journey feels too long And all the paths seem wrong And all I need is there, so close but never here A place I've always known That I will feel like home I am sensing danger Out of depth I'm stranger Cannot fix this nightmare I'm so far yet so near Quiet the voices, silence the fears, Let the ashes settle and the dust clear. For what grandfathers bled, fathers sold in the end Sons are left with nothing else to defend, A place to settle roots to bare leaves and fruits, To withstand each tide, the passing of time. Something worth fighting for something to feel and be Cause’ right now it feels I’m losing my identity. But I'll hold deep in my heart, what keeps at bay the dark What makes a will of stone To fight for my own And in the midst of the storm All they want, all we want... Acasa And what I need And all I want's to feel like home A place where I belong Sometimes the journey feels too long And all the paths seem wrong And all I need is there, so close but never here A place I've always known That I will feel like home I am sensing danger Out of depth I'm stranger Cannot fix this nightmare I'm so far yet so near I am sensing danger Out of depth I'm stranger Cannot fix this nightmare I'm so tired to fear So far yet so near …from home A place to call my own Somewhere that feels like home