Tear it open and let go of the grate
Scars from the skin into wounds
Drain the soil with blood and filth
The pain will chain you to the last moment
You walked by my side always
Under the leaden sky
Come to the dark
Now without my hand
Emptiness waits quietly
For the morning to arrive
Give the last moment to the light
On the wing of the heart
Toward the cold It's morning
And quietly whispers to the pain
No more...
It's time for a dream from which you don't wake up