Coal black tears are drying; snow white fields are guiding me "Welcome to sweet comfort." No words are needed here, no more constant fear of life I'll believe it if I try to open my eyes...
Thank you for saving me, thank you for acting cruel Thank you for leading me astray 'cause the waiting time of the end of life is long, too long this time
But how can you save yourself? How can you act that cruel? Who can you trust to lead the way?
The waiting time of the end of life is long, too long this time.
Coal black memories fading (they're fading away); Snow white dreams are saving me (saving me); "Welcome to a place forlorn" No lies are spoken here, no more fear of an empty word You'll believe it if you try, just open your eyes
Just open your eyes...
Thank you for saving me, thank you for acting cruel...