Broke through the rocks, broke through straight toward the sun

 Stygian light winks through the clouds
 Retched into this heart of mine
 Shines onto my life from nothingness
 And I ravished the rays of sunshine
 Unfinishes we participate in the run of life, our inner strife
 Hidden inside us the need to end, to end our pain

 One with nature, spoilt, without a zest for life
 Sparkling bodies embraced by ebony nights

 "Sometimes all our words are inadequate for the burden of our hearts"

 Once ashes we will be and still the hunger for an new life
 Or a soon coming death
 And the dust we will crumble to will be the companion
 Of the four winds wailing over our souls

 The ashes still the hunger of a new coming death
 The dust is the companion of the four winds from our hearts