Crawling in the burning darkness
Longing for the essence of life
Leaving behind a trace of death
Ready to lose the fight

Dark windows, masked grids,
candles burning down
Whistling birds, so deep inside,
what a lovely sound

Nice Spots of light, being all around
In front of me but hidden of my sight

A chamber with invisible walls
But strong like hell to me
Tried to break out long ago
Conceded victory to my dreams

Will never be the one I see
in the waveless sea
Will never be the one for me
for my beauty dreams

Dark windows, masked grids,
candles burning down
Whistling birds, so deep inside,
what a lovely sound

Nice Spots of light, being all around
In front of me but hidden of my sight
Should light up souls, the lonely ones
But can´t light up mine

Oh how I wish to get some light
to light my shadowed soul
Oh how I wish to see the sun
to kill the hiding clouds
Oh how I wish to be in rain
to wash the sins away
to find myself oneday