Red clouds always surrender to the nightfall.

But still there is a million ants,

swarning on the ground.

Spirits will come in a blurred shape

I just have to wait, it's a matter of time.

Walking through the fields of light,

I can free myself from my soul

Fly away my pain on the wind.

The divine breath of night

Entices me into the maze of my soul

For truth an inner struggle

Of which I'm the keeper.

Bear witness to my strength

waking in me, leaving my weakness behind

For truth an inner struggle

Of which I'm the keeper

As a new life runs into my veins

I just leave the past behind

And on the wings of hope I try to be

Walking through the fields of light,

I can free myself from my soul

Fly away my pain on the wind.