I'm self-imprisoned in this room 
The tiny room with green wallpapers 
The window's boarded up and draped 
It's my atonement for all night long 

I've lost the way to the sacred place 
That disappeared long time ago, yeah 
Where I rejected a gift of knowledge 
And chose a life of a simpleton 

I hope one day I'll go out not to the stair landing 
When the door opens I will see the sunny glade 
And I will find the path forgotten notwithstanding 
But not today, but not today, but not today 

I've lost a chance that I once had 
Since then my life became so shallow 
There's no more spirits in the shadows 
There's no more magic in the air 

But I keep looking for a sign 
That door's still ajar for [bad word] 
And with the dull eyes of the goner 
I search it's traces everywhere 

I hope one day I'll go out not to the stair landing 
When the door opens I will see the sunny glade 
And I will find the path forgotten notwithstanding 
I'm ready now, this time I will not be afraid 

Towards the old declining Sun 
Through ancient [bad word] wood I [bad word] 
happy little boy responding to the call of endless void