where will we go - straight through insanity
  chaos within - but a greater strength of sens
  what to think ? - even the smallest truth !
  The smallest truth ...

  I will search but till now I growl in dust
  the light shall find the way to blind my eyes
  all of that seems to me either my grave or my throne
  my grave or my throne in eternity

  love, what's love ? not to die to keep away the pain from
  you and your little fantasy world
  maybe never I will reach my aim
  but I'll suffer even for the smallest truth

  the light refuses me to see it clear but the answer seems so near
  the questions are the false and my mind is too discord
  ones I ask my god to give a tear, but the laughing peals a year
  the angels sneering shy and the blood spills from the sky

  send me a sign or tearing me apart
  what's your secret disguise