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