My skin is my shield

but who's to save me from inside

Wretched as if

To procreate for Genocide

See how it tried to fly

Wings that are kryptonite

I wanted to feel this

I'm thinkin of trying to fly

cause if I get my ins

I'll walk the sky

All that is ill

and all I fight to keep inside

Grips me until

The point of breaking's no surprise

see how it tried to fly

Wings are of kryptonite..

(CHORUS)