| There's this black knot inside of me | |
| It can't be cried away | |
| It will stay forever part of me | |
| I accepted it one day | |
| It can't be beaton out | |
| I'm not its master, not its friend | |
| Sometimes I think that it has gone | |
| Later when I'm on my own - I don't | |
| Chorus: | |
| Don't you try to ease my pain | |
| I need to brood, I need to cry | |
| Let me rest, let me be | |
| Let me suffer passionately | |
| I'm on a psychologic slide | |
| I'm on a melancholic ride | |
| Walking on a flimsy rope | |
| I need "nothing" to fall | |
| With these forces I can't cope | |
| I'm interior and small | |
| At their first opportunity they attack me from the back | |
| Again I turn off the phone | |
| Feel a sudden sense of calm | |
| Chorus | |
| Leave me now, and I will rise | |
| When the darkness turns to light | |
| I'll takkle my day, climb the mountain | |
| Stay a while, enjoy the sight | |
| Until I slide again | |
| Chorus |