Left you behind the shadow of your sins,
Right where you belong.
Step by step I crawl far away from you;
My steps - like the cancer walk.

Now, even if you do have the soul for me,
I don't have the soul for you. You ate it.
So what that I still think of you?
This is your argument, your joy?

You are lost - your name - Wandering.
I lost - wondering about you - what a joy in the labyrinth!
How my soul was laughing...oh, my dear.

Wait for me, you need me... this is too late, darling.