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