To find up the correct words, To destroy these walls, There is nothing without being afraid, The madness of images opprosses immensely, That who believes in them without noticing himself, In heart the hope and sadness, Doubts rise to the soul, Only darkness front of me, But i will be able to light it.
No rest to wicked, Im chose these way, And i go on, and i go on it, Patching wounds in my soul.
Im protect the light, What to pass though in the dark, Im found the kee, To live in my dream.
All i see its a lie, Its killing me from inside, For the dream we fight, We must to stay alive.