In the fire my dreams burn
Hidden among the shadows I will be
I drown your memories in tears
You feel that it is your friend that you see
I am not a messenger
Neither about hate nor about love
I will never be able to understand reality
And I am not worried about the afterlife
It is better to get lost slowly
Towards the end for you
On the street I found you and I approached
And your heart was bleeding
Your darkness is now white
You have lost in your war without fighting
It is better to get lost slowly
Towards the end without you
I am running with the wind and I will win
I will cross a thousand rivers I will not rest
I am not something meaningless listen to me
I bleed to death in this life for want