White dress, torture in disguise, pointing flashlight right into my eyes
sharp pain every single night - every day I fight a hopeless fight

Look, over thirty years I've wished that I was dead
somebody, help me out, 'coz I'm tied down to my bed

I'm looking for someone to release me
I'm waiting for an angel from my dream
I'm talking to all of you around me
I'm asking you - tell me can you hear my silent scream?

Dear God gave me such a life full of pain, it's sharp just like a knife
I can think, but I can not tell, what's life to you to me is [bad word] 
I hear the storm outside - first drop just hit the hoof
I'd die to see the rain, but I can't ...move

...If living is my cross, so let me die or [bad word] me now,
but tell me, can you hear my silent scream?

Time stays still - only I can feel when the darkness will appear
every day I wished away my fear