• On some days I sit around in loneliness,
    Nobody, nobody is close by to help or lie,
    My thoughts break out, this life will be less,
    Void kills me, noone but something makes me die,
    How can I join someone and throw out stress?

    Have to find the way in the dark to go all through,
    In the air are many monologue speech bubbles.
    And who do you think they belong to?
    Right. These... make me get into many troubles,
    Alonely heart you can find here in my place, it's true.

    In this time I hear my own toneless voice,
    But nevertheless don't know if it's friend or foe,
    A piece of haunted strange-feeling noise,
    Glowing lights appear, beginning of a strange show.
    I know that something must change. I have no choice.

    The lights connect and open a gate to a new world,
    It does not matter if I go crazy or lose my mind.
    But some dialogues pull me together strongly whirled,
    It seems much darker than befor, the eyes get blind.
    A lonely world, even the shadows somewhere hurled!

    Well, I thought they will help me out of this story,
    But all they have brought are more sadness and sorrow.
    Will I remain in a world like that forever? I do worry.
    Without time and sunlight I cannot know tomorrow,
    I have to find a way out of here, faster, no time, hurry!

    Running is nonsense in a castle on the dark of the moon,
    And again dialogues are starting whisper, now in my head.
    So many voices roar out of it, a tear starts rolling soon,
    When it falls a straight line shines through, the exit a thread?
    I follow it, hoping to find the path back in the afternoon.

    My energy is sinking having run a hundred times a lap,
    It's still dark and gloomy, both hands are holding the green line.
    With pain I travel on telling myself that that was a trap,
    But why can't I stop go, this unknown world must be a sign.
    I now understand what kind of world it is but only step by step.

    Contrasts of white and black play my heart form of flying dove,
    This must be the end of the journey I've searched for, my chance.
    But how to return back home? In the world of a thing that loves,
    I wish this nightmare will end and the future and me will advance,
    What happens? I awake, So sure all will change by lightly gloves!