Where the sky is burning
Where the fog is lying down its wings
On the brown soil
Where are the reefs of the asphalt trees
Like lost thought
I was flying

The wooden Grief lost in silence
The scream of life cold as a shudder

The acrid taste of air
On the path i walk
Loos'n' my own breath
fool with the tick'N' clock

Bitter sorrow made by Moonlight
The guest-snake fortunate gambler

Its colder than ever

Bits of life fall'N' from my hands

Searchin for a dream
I don't need it