I still see the light…
So far away…
I still wait for something…
Somebody maybe comes…
The sounds are so hollow
But I still hear the song…
The hope croons
Some sorrowful melody
Somewhere, far away…
The door in front of me
With the key in my hand
I oldgrew my cold prison
My hindrance is my body
And now onto the ruins
Throwing of the heavy yoke
I paint with my blood
This sorrowful elegy
Somewhere, far away
Far away from me…