I'am scared to death
forgive me mother
there is much more
potential
but
I'am weak
.
light fades
.
nevertheless
even in these times
on the leaden streets
during lonely nights
seeing all these weeping hearts
giving cold handshakes
I have a feeling that
there is some power left
that always guides me
and gives me the last rescue
with another chance
to keep on
walking
running
and
mostly
striving

We people, we lost marauders
violin hearts and deprived minds
what a love and liberty, we are
So please don't fall a sleep mia caro
for I have never did, I couldn't
even in the most sinister thoughts
read me and look at me
as if it was the first time
walk that path
and set the tender free
otherwise we be no more
retina is the only gate
behind her, we're all alone