Everyone who'll fight the flow Hasn't understood anything It's not a plague It's a purifying storm I stepped outside Full of hope that anything will clean me Washing away the sins from me No more bad rememberance No more hate and pain I am tranquill, I am my pure self A thrill to break the rules But soon it formed complete addiction Dying for this satisfyless kick But now I fee the first drops on my skin It's not a cold heart, it's a brave step outside