Hopeless moans of silence,
Cruelly tear my nerves,
Cynic smiles of broken windows
Endless torture with absence
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