The iron gate closed behind me
i went out into the cold world, a conditional release
writing צט songs and singing, the path is before me
A hotel with a room for rent, electric roads
walk alone in the new city, in a circle
i went up on stage to sing, searching for an audience
Without fear - opening up a new page
She comes with the danger in makeup of a demon
three days without sleep and don't yet suspect
inside the band plays with a heavy load
Without fear - opening up a new page
The known paths on which i came
deep roots in time
the known paths on which i came
look different from here
We met those held by magic in the changing light
she comes for a quick visit, left with the pain
stand on the stage exposed, ready to be burned
Without fear - opening up a new page
The known paths on which i came
deep roots in time
the known paths on which i came
look different from here