| In a heart crushed hard | |
| A cold diamond is stuck still | |
| Let me understand: | |
| Who i am? What should i feel? | |
| The sense of existance, so grey | |
| Got stuck in my past day | |
| How long, please tell me | |
| Will i search for thee? | |
| In the mirror made of diamond | |
| With the dream realm i bond | |
| There my future i can see | |
| Please, from this dream set me free | |
| When the night falls with the starry spark | |
| My mirror breds the perfect dark | |
| There sounds foggish tune of pain | |
| It's not blood, that runs in my vein. | |
| In the mirror made of diamond | |
| With the dream realm i bond | |
| There my future i can see | |
| Please, from this dream set me free |