From somewhere far beyond  When day and night where one  Comes back a thought  A turbulence of mind  Relieve again the same old tragedy  In blood and flesh I taste this memory  Again in fright  I lie here in the cold  Waiting for signs  To tell me where I am.    Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief  Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease    Hated  Rising    Hated rise whiting, illusions carry me  I'll stray and fall behind in sin  Without a hope I'll be reborn in sin  And still I see no signs ahead of me  Tonight I'll lie in warm embracing cold  For my remise is tribute to my past.    Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief  Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease    Hated  Rising    Searching for answers  But the shies turn it's Bach on my quest for the light  Feel lost in my anger  And my sight and my golden years I leave behind.