The sun was my friend those days
But your shadow always found my ways

I thought that I'd found my own gain
But you always came across; my pain

That time when I was in love and needed you
you never showed me a true face, of just who?

So I drifted away and found myself
and kept thinking I'll put these feelings away on a shelf´

but I was in the darkest prison; alone and quivering
nothing but the deep silence, the hate, the shivering

Then the bright bird of love came and freed me
And above a mountaintop, she released me

Thinking of the small hope left in your soul (and mine)
I flew but then I fell into your black hole (your shrine)

And then I woke up from the nightmare resting in your embrace
and you stopped the dream about my darkest race