My Own Army — Exilia

I need no angel I need no cover I come with my own army

I have no haven I have no Father I come with my own army

I followed the pain And after all I stand Following the path on my own

I need no heaven I need no saviour I come with my own army

There is no anger There is no sorrow I come with my own army

Mother, I followed the pain And here I still stand Following the traces you left

Madre, I'm shedding my skin Mother I believe, 17 In a bed of roses Where you're lying frozen

I'm shedding my skin Mother I believe, 17 And I need no angel If you stand with me You're my army