| Once more the night and the dark fall
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| On to my heart and on my soul
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| Thoughts of heavy doubts to know
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| What is the life, where am I
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| Now the fear in my heart is rising
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| To manage my entire life
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| Never it’s leaving
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| Stuck on my heart
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| Freedom to my soul I demand
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| Hundred times guns I’ve taken in hand
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| To open up a hole to take a breath
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| To walk for light once more in life
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| Life it seems such a burden
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| That I could carry no more
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| I’ve tried to keep on living still
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| I’ve really tried but I did not know
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| How could I stand this pain inside
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| Me and sorrow, side by side
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| Seems like holding tight
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| As hard as I should have died
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| Freedom to my soul I demand
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| Hundred times guns I’ve taken in hand
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| To open up a hole to take a breath
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| To walk for light once more in life
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| So tell me how could I wake
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| From this dream inside the dream
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| And so tell me how should I stand
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| This pain that grows inside me
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| So tell me how should I yearn for
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| After all, that I’ve never leaved
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| And cry for those which I have lost
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| If there are none all through my life
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| I should have asked to myself then
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| Have I ever lived or
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| Vanishing hopes, vanishing life
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| Night after night
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| Freedom to my soul I demand
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| Hundred times guns I’ve taken in hand
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| To open up a hole to take a breath
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| To walk for light once more in life
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| So tell me how could I wake
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| From this dream inside the dream
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| And so tell me how should I stand
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| This pain that grows inside me
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| Everyone is talking about something
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| Hopes and love they say always be there
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| Inside the darkest holes of your heart
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| They lie but you have to trust and let them out
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| Why I can not be just like anyone else
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| Living these truths and pain as they came into my life
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| Why it feels me like I am going under
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| Day by day encouraging me to give my soul eternal freedom…
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| Angel of death, will you take my hand
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| And please ease my pain
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| These are the last words that I’ll say
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| Feels like so close to the blue sky
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| I’m so glad to be that near
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| Better can I get taste of myself
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| Passion and the admiration
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| Such happiness for the first time
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| In my life
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| Freedom to my soul I demand
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| Hundred times guns I’ve taken in hand
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| To open up a hole to take a breath
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| To walk for light once more in life
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| So tell me how could I wake
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| From this dream inside the dream
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| And so tell me how should I stand
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| This pain that grows inside me |