Again’n’again you’re standing in the middle of the white
Room that hides you away from people in the black night.
They say that you are mad, you’re danger for the world,
Your place is a sanitarium, it’s your home, in a word.
There was the time in your own life when you believed the world,
When you were free, you felt nice as if you were a big bird,
You used to tell the people all about
Your secret dreams, your knowledge you had lately found out.

 But they said – instead of living in the sin
 You might keep praying the Lord in Holy Ecstasy!
 Right their way – it’s the Madland!
 Their way leads to Deadland!

They’ve heart your heart they could make you suffer of a sore.
When you awake in dark the only sense you’ve got is horror,
You see [bad word] to you step by step,
You feel you are slowly falling down into its depth. 
You had so many emotions and excitement when you tried
To enter the unknown space alone for the first time.
You didn’t wanna be a loner in this world,
And you just wanted to persuade them to believe your word. 

I’m in love with the Dark. And when we’re apart
I keep being in need of meeting it.
I remember the grace of its wet embrace
It’s so tight that that no one can make a breath.
I’m in love with the Storms knocking off closed doors,
I feel they are the wrath of the lords.