Red clouds always surrender to the nightfall. 
But still there is a million ants, 
swarning on the ground. 
Spirits will come in a blurred shape 
I just have to wait, it's a matter of time. 
Walking through the fields of light, 
I can free myself from my soul 
Fly away my pain on the wind. 
The divine breath of night 
Entices me into the maze of my soul 
For truth an inner struggle 
Of which I'm the keeper. 
Bear witness to my strength 
waking in me, leaving my weakness behind 
For truth an inner struggle 
Of which I'm the keeper 
As a new life runs into my veins 
I just leave the past behind 
And on the wings of hope I try to be 
Walking through the fields of light, 
I can free myself from my soul 
Fly away my pain on the wind.