In the flames, the wind is all around
As a feeling of weight it comes again
Playing in hiding, playing dead
Avert your eyes
And bow down
Catch when you stay ¤, then sinks deep
At the seam of two spaces and can't breathe
Just like a shadow without a figure
Which you can recognize your face
Lost at the foot of the light
Where the ladder ends
At the foot of the light, the light, the light, the light, the light
Given the call of the cups
On the grave of the image I will lie
Hiding from all feelings
From real sentences
Like a ghost
Your hands fall off and I slip into the ditch
I wear my sin, I carry it on my shoulders
Like a shadow without a figure
Which you can recognize its face
Lost at the foot of the light
Where the ladder ends
At the foot of the light, light, light, light, light
Flame air in the lungs
Touching the sleeper in my mind
Like a shadow without figure
Where you can feel your face
Lost at the foot of the light
Where the ladder ends
Like a shadow without a figure
Where you can feel your face
Lost at the foot of the light
Where the ladder ends
At the foot of the light, light, light, light, light

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