I see my dawn in funny bloody colors

They melt in innocence within my silver skies

One color's love... but pain and death - the others

Like thorns they grow in self-made paradise

I feel the sun that tears my black horizon

No matter how it happens and survives

My self is lost, it's purity's decisive

My soul is freezed and slowly-slowly dies

This dream is sweet... too sweet for me to trust it

It lasts without serenity and grace

It gives awards, but only cold and rusted

And puts a seal of horror to my face

So... guided by distress and fear only

I'm dancing silently to their discordant peel

Oh, love has never been so sad and lonely

And death has never been so easy-real...

So cold, so dark inside... Time slowly dies in ruins, driven by fear

My wounds are fresh and hurt badly... Can you tell me the reason for crying?

Can you show me the end of this torture? Let me touch this black horizon

Let me slide along these polished fields of loneliness

Silver flowers smell death, sweet air smells violence

I_m so scared but I'm free... Free from doubts, free from joy

From pleasure and mercy, from hope and betrayal

I'm free from silence and from the dream that destroys the dreamer