I will be empty So much that is empty My energy is s**ed towards a black hole In my brainstorm Collapsed wires My ruined signs And now I don't sleep My dreams are defective The morality's dagger in synchronous with the fear Afflict low Somebody, somewhere to something Useless searching The last way in a paper labyrinth I'll burst the walls Straight make the playing-field Oh, no They said: "It's contrary to the rules" Yet, I try I survive my own weakness My soul moves into a free tree And blowing in the wind... Every light is blinding Every voice is deafening In my obscure memories' pictures Every colour you are The past drys on the wall Smoke is a cloud I'm hiding behind They play with stolen thoughts I save myself from the time-thieves I said the last word The tune is recorded The door is closed Thoughts are dancing inside