Letra da Música: World of Doubts - Stygma

What is the fuel that keeps us here?
Material part of life's sphere?
What makes the soul keeps working on?
My life, does it belong to me?

Chorus:
Help me to create a spell
To get me out of this cell
Let me seek my own treasure
Let me reach out for my edge

Why is the world so complicated?
If otherwise is too simple
Why complain about our lives?
Once we're so afraid to die