Seven hours are passing, like it will never end. Alone under the ocean, is where I'd like to stay. The clouds across the sky, I need another try. Well in the end it's misery, not like it used to be. Now come, be free, just like the mother of the, Goddess, you seek, you know I never look at, the clouds across the sky, I need another try. Well in the end it's misery, not like it used to be. Count down, my life, where I am inside, deep in the ground of your soul. Lights out, masses, of people surrounded, all of your fears and your hopes.