I'm on the roof of the house of ages.

After you, breaking bars in the cages.

Doom brought me here in a rolling chair.

Under wheels it died but I will not forget, youth.



In golden days I was free to be roaming.

Laugh and disgrace all the old and the moaning.

Tear down iron walls, cut the reigning balls.

Under wheels it died and I will not forget youth.



In golden day I was free to be roaming, roaming, roaming.

Laugh and disgrace all the old and the moaning, moaning, moaning.

From my window I can see people staring right at me.

From my window I can see rebels fighting in the streets...



In golden day I was free to be roaming, roaming, roaming.

Laugh and disgrace all the old and the moaning, moaning, moaning.

And I wanna be there