I can’t feel things - no more open to me I can’t feel things - you say
I can’t feel hatred that trapped inside me I can’t feel
I can’t feel things - no more open to me I can’t hear words you say
I can’t feel my wings you have cut them off me I will fight the gods you pray
I will really fight with your gods I will really fight with your gods I will really fight with your guards I will really fight with yours gods
I can’t dwell hell Groaning wild I can’t see world… (With my eye’s both blind)
I can’t feel pain no more hurting me I can’t seize the day
There are many of you passing by I can’t feel you
I can’t feel things - no more open to me I can’t hear what you say
Listening, nodding your heads, consuming me I’ll be soon overfilled
Will we belong? Night will be an answer Will we be strong? Night will be an answer Will we belong? Night will be an answer. Will we be strong? Night will be an answer.
There is no turning back Even you hard trying Once you showed them Truth – they already know exactly What it means. What does it mean?
I will really fight with your gods I will really fight with your gods We will really fight with your guards…
Suppose to be one to hold the Emptiness There is nothing to prove that where we are all Dwelling like mice indeed and that will Be long forever. Till you will see – that perishing ground under our Feet. Where we are standing on, delighting by the Stone Ascending. Nothing to be kept Nothing to be secured Still we have them angels on our shoulders Telling us what we have to do. What we have to be How can we accept your lie instead of me? Tell us what to do Tell us how to be The oldest one man stands still And the infinity roars…