much goals ...may stop faults
i missed to write ...gentle and quiet

forgot the goals...dreamed black holes
jumped on the train...to work in pain

i digged out my beeing...above this place
to keep safe my dreams and goals

i bound my living... on this roof
of the fundamental way to stop everything in my world

Can you live without sense?
Can you die without pain?
The [bad word] way seems for me miles away.

Renunciation is what i'm asking for.
How long can i leave this ground?
My eyes are starting to close 
...and i'm again 
...in my own little world.

lived too less ...worked too blind
forgot myself ...forgot the world
and lived in my ...own little world
where everything stands still

but I don't want to stay here anymore.
Please help me to change.

Renunciation is what i'm asking for.
How long can i leave this ground?
My eyes are starting to close 
...and i'm again 
...in my own little world.