All is forgotten when the rythm sounds
music drives you to a foreign wold of bliss
where everything that matters becomes light as a kiss
where everything ceases to reck down grounds

The peace that numbs all feeling of cold grief
takes me back to times when sorrows where gone
before our worthless fate was sealed and drawn
a tune that saves me from the mighty thief.

The destructive storm that is within me
whirling around like consuming dark haze
cease to exist at every melody

and when the final note has been ablazed
the shadows and demons come strolling free
where they'll remain till the end of the craze.