Was born to fly JCCS

I just wanted to break my destiny
I used to repeat things I fear
I used to fly and know how it high
How to be in fire is to be

Someone told me things impossible
I prove that I could break the rules
I saw the line…
Nothing was behind
Nothing I can loose
But there's something I can find

And then, they ask me why
Why it seems I want to die
Fearless, but eyes shine
Its giving up I want to be alive

Оne, who was born to fight,
Will hear a call of soul, a call of blood…
One who was born with wings,
Was born to fly.


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