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Where is the end of this dangerous dark road

Give me a hand, I don't see what is real

And what I cannot believe, insecure are my senses

Blinded by fear and deafened by cruel voices

Deprived of consciousness...

I can hide, I can hide in

Decomposing shattered pieces of my dream of tomorrow

Used to sorrow, sentenced to permanent grief

A reflection of my memory still remains here

On this gravestone of seer

Nevermore new dawn, nevermore will it fall apart

Anymore longing for, anymore will I long for the star breeze

Guardian who's leading me along the river

Seems not to be really here and I shiver

If I get to a trap from where is no returning

Nothing will be left for the aftermath healing

Deprived of consciousness...

I can hide, I can hide in

Decomposing shattered pieces of my dream of tomorrow

Used to sorrow, sentenced to permanent grief

I can hide in decomposing shattered pieces of my dream...