Crawling through the fields of misery Where you plant hopes and pick suffering Crying I dry my hands that hurt and bleed And try to find God in every face I see I don't believe in today My faith was stronger yesterday And I make my way Sailing in the sea of madness Full of fears and pain and sadness Mistake is only in my head And I don't know if I’m live or dead Lost in confusion and hate Looking for my real fate Help me before is too late Show me how to find the way Faith, hate, blame, too late