There was fear, there was fight
They have led you on your earth path

There’s no anguish, there’s no pain
We will lead you to your heaven

People cry for wealth and fame
People beg for love
Others pray for death
Taste of victory, taste of defeat
Does anybody know it like me?

She says “go” and closes my eyes
How can I turn back and go my way?

He can see the flood of light
He can leave all behind him
Except the heart
Gentle memories are passing away
I’ll remember your eyes I saw before the end

Now he’s free like a Northern wind
The moon holds its cold arms around him

See her bright eyes, gentle bow
Let their last spark [bad word] your ‘now’

That’s not a story, that’s not a [bad word] with me and be born again