I hear a voice from below
Something´s wrong and
As soon as these words are [bad word] my mind I do know:
It is her who´s betrayed
By her consciousness
Starting to fade

And as if I still had
Needed to know
She´s the only one
Fear starts to grow

She´s alive
What a wonderful
Creation bringing time
She´s alive
And she knows inside
She´s alive
What a wonderful
And joyful singing time
She´s alive
And I know inside

My life speed starts slowing down
All of my future plans [bad word] And as I´m standing here
I start to drown
(It´s) not up to me anymore
I know I need her more than ever before

She´s [bad word] against hands of darkness reaching out
The more time is fading the less I will doubt
woman like her is built to return
As she´s regaining I cry out for her