The clouds lies frosen a sky of stone I´m woundering why the wind is so cold the ground lies silent and forever so I´m woundering why the grass do not grow The things I find I cant understand our mother is dying, just trying to breath supposed to fill the rest of my life I´ll take you inside and close down for today A well planned fake that takes me to high I know what I see but it´s easy to lie a mirror in front of you, it´s easy to see just to be free, just to be me A silent sea no deep mystery A coldblood murder with no regrets my soul remembers the death inside still I wounder and still I cry Sometimes Sometimes I don´t know why sometimes sometimes I really understand My emotions they´ll sing with the wind My anger rage through the storm My emotions they´ll sing with the wind I´m bleeding my heat away