| A morning full of death. | |
| Beauty trapped in miserable emtiness. | |
| Offer me life. | |
| Offer me love. | |
| Don't ask me where the sunshine's gone. | |
| Offer me life. | |
| Offer me love. | |
| Offer me the moon. | |
| All my figthing in this shadow land is in vain. | |
| Searching the inner clarity - | |
| Reality of my existance. | |
| Feeling empty. | |
| Endless the way. | |
| Endless the search and the distortion of the present. | |
| Shadow land a place of silence love? | |
| Happyness? | |
| Emptiness! | |
| Lonelyness! | |
| Alone is the death! | |
| Nigth the beauty of silence a different consciousness to complexe for reality. | |
| Misunderstood feelings in the circle of life. | |
| But the moon is still | |
| There! |