Shores of Solitude - Astral Doors

Am I a man or a machine?

Should I stay or should I turn around?

You know that in a world full of hate

Now the anger is my date

Sweet, sweet violence is my drug

Hailing from the outworld

A shadow with a broken soul

Like a castaway on the shores of solitude

Solitude

«I'm lost in my rage»

Am I a blind man with a gun?

A desperado a windmill warrior

But I’ve been misunderstood

I’m the black sheep of the hood

Had to crack the house of glass

Hailing from the outworld

A runner with a broken bone

Like a castaway at the shores of solitude

I’m not a man, or a machine

Pure rage keeps my conscience cleaned

In a world full of hate

Now the anger is my date

Sweet, sweet violence is my drug

I’m a castaway

Again and again

On the shores of solitude