Walking down the streets I can see the world
Every breath, every dull sound, every life
But the only thing that I can not see
Is my white spirit swallowed up by the dark
Some people look at me,
but no one feels sorry for me
It seems that I'm split in half like a shadow at dawn
I want to get back myself, that's enough!
I must act, fight against my dark side
Which imprisons myself
Some people look at me,
but no one feels sorry for me
Come home, Come home,
Come home, my soul...
In this world reigns window dressing, where are the values?
I'm more and more undecided, more and more confused
And so I can't understand anything
They are overpowering me, but I can do it
Come home, Come home,
My soul come home...
And I can fight, and I can fight,
And I can fight, anc I can...
Walking down the streets I can see the world
But the only thing that I want to see
Is my white spirit swallowed up by the dark
And I'm breaking finally this chains
And I can do it...