From somewhere far beyond

When day and night where one

Comes back a thought

A turbulence of mind

Relieve again the same old tragedy

In blood and flesh I taste this memory

Again in fright

I lie here in the cold

Waiting for signs

To tell me where I am.


Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief

Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease


Hated

Rising


Hated rise whiting, illusions carry me

I'll stray and fall behind in sin

Without a hope I'll be reborn in sin

And still I see no signs ahead of me

Tonight I'll lie in warm embracing cold

For my remise is tribute to my past.


Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief

Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease


Hated

Rising


Searching for answers

But the shies turn its Bach on my quest for the light

Feel lost in my anger

And my sight and my golden years I leave behind.