[Words: A. Looström Music: T. Björn, A. Looström, S. Johansson, M. Wead]



Protected from the maze, the outside world

Empty eyes, distorted face

Without mental penetration from the wicked civilization



This isolated cold asylum an unforgiving salvation

She's a prodigy so very pure and delicate



Take her away to a place she can stay

Away from this gateway to madness



Turmoil feelings comes in random

A princess from the tragic kingdom

Given shelter from decline

Not a taste of life nor wine



Beyond all recognition, a piece a thing

The art of suffering

Today'll be yesterday tomorrow 

In this chamber of sorrow



Take her away to a place she can stay

Away from this gateway to madness