I've seen them walking - so many ways I know they're living - on the edge of darkness Inside of the twilight - every night The shadows of existance - prisoners of minds They have to remember - not to turn back Not to cross the border - and never fall down On the edge of darkness - they close their eyes They can not see - they are blundering
Only when you stand in dark Only when you stand in shadow You can see the brightest light You can appriciate the difference If you want to live in gloom in obscuriti you find it So remember about the reason That shadows come from the light
Those who live in the gloom Obscurity is their home They find the joy of living In primitive indifference They can not free their minds Their eyes are blind and dry In the world of dellusions They are blind fools
I'm falling down to rise above The edge of darkness all around I'm falling down to rise above The edge of darkness to the light
On the edge of darkness On the edge of life and miracles I find the way to cross the border On the depths I find the way I can not waste my time to steep In ignorance, indifference I open my eyes wide and see The might of beeing free