The man who want to know the truth is a child
Is playing with the fire
It's the hope a seed inside his mind
It will drown in the ocean of his dreams

Relief for the obsessions
A breath for the emotions
His mind seems to be dead
Will never be blind again
He says...
He says...

She is so beautiful
She is the one who understand me
She called me but her lips are silent
But I listen...
She is so cold
She invited me to stay
With her to live in darkness
In oblivion...