so here i stand    in no-man-land    with a sun    in my hand       which sparkles with    your dead beams    through moons creek       no...you can't run you can't crawl    through the life you (once)adored    even though pain is too strong    and you can't take it anymore       sun is burning    ever eternal    infernal burning       dangerous mad    forever screwed    remind me of you       no...you can't run you can't crawl    through the life you (once)adored    even though pain is too strong    and you can't take it anymore       (her devilish soul)    what is the healing of life if life is pointless    what is the meaning of life if we are limited    to the desires and passions we feel    why don't we tear down the wall when dreams    and souls are hold imprisoned    why is too little handed over to fatalism and psychedealism    why not be free as the eagle and hunt the passions you see    why not remains as your black god infinite in the cynic flesh    what the hell have i done???       ...you break me!!!