The scars are open
and with a claw of broken,
the Death whispering my name.

She comes, she holds me
and with fists hits me.
So, I can't breathe.

In my mind I see only fears -
reason for my falling tears
on the deaf ground.

I didn't know what she wanted me to do.
Maybe, this heart beats with other blood.
It was difficult to listen that I was nothing.
I was alone and here there were nobody.

The water fulls my eyes, so can't see
with how much angry she's hitting me.
It's hard to stand on my chafed knees,
but I don't stop to try.

She took off the light from me
and killed all of my hopes:
awful play with awful roles.

The days flashed through me quickly,
almost not seen by my eyes.
How yearn someday my saviour
to save me from the Death's arms.

There's too much shadows,
sheltered in my soul.
And they screaming:

              'YOU'RE ALONE!'

I don't know what she wants me to do.
Maybe, this heart beat with other blood.
It's difficult to listen that I was nothing.
I'm alone and here there's nobody.

Now, when I'm standing on the edge -
between the Paradise and Hell,
I'm not afraid.

The ground takes each little tear,
while with pain listening my sob.
I won't bring fear.

Now I'm here - without a blood and tears -
only I in front of sacrifice.
the shadows out of my soul disappeared:
Last scar... last breath... and I'm set off from the lies...

I won't know what she wanted me to do.
Maybe, this heart beat with other blood.
It was difficult to listen that I was nothing.
I'll be alone and here there won't nobody.