In the loneliness of youth
there were these doors in my mind
so black and so closed
I longed for setting free what was deep inside
but my fear closed these doors
and the pains were too cold
During the depression of my pathetic youth
when all these doors got opened
The fear was still there
the pain was still cold
but I felt these drops
of bitter blood from cold steel
Pain - my inner passion
My last dreams drifted away
to destroy my hopes
to open me truth
to reveal me dark reality
After my illusion of hope
After my innocence of youth
I accept that life got nothing
here is nothing left to feel
Reflected are all my fears
Liberated are all my pains
Life is a sarcastic way
with a tragedy for every day
