Hopeless moans of silence
Cruelly tear my nerves
Cynic smiles of broken windows...
Endless torture with absense...
Further...
I seek myself so far from here
Deep within
I am searching for seeds of sanity...
I can only pray myself
Inside of my prison cell
How can I pay for my sins
Before the eyes of a myth?...
It lurks from darkest corners
To the centre of my sorrow...
If grief could be seen
It would look like my face
So embrace me tight
With my own icy hands
Put my fingers on my neck
While I am so helpless... | 
