Hope and the price for a beloved salvation laid in your hand
Enchanted things from the past misty,
blurred with time
Your picture, just an old piece of paper that fades
That falls into innocence when it burns
Motherless, thoughtless, just a shrine
Which is placed in faith
Unlived are the words about you,
Your scent, your taste
Your dreams are still here
See you everywhere around me, but you remain silent
In the night, I dream myself inside you,
There is no need for waking up, remembering
No believe that understands
No sympathy that sees the morning
The old world, every sound, every word
Appear so important for a better place
Every dream, reached every goal in the storm
Was my heaven the past?
The old world, every sound, every word.......
Your will shall be done, never again
When was the last kiss?
No devouring, no desires in abundance
No last view inside you
Only sense, the time that tears me apart
No person who breaks up comparisons,
No face with which you don't talk to me
Simply ripped away, even death shall miss you
The parting, they all talked about you
The new place would be better for you
thoughtless, speechless, only sadness,
that unifies with pity
In the night, I dream myself inside you,
There is no need for waking up, remembering
No believe that understands
No sympathy that sees the morning
The old world, every sound, every word.......
Your will shall be done, your will
Your will shall be done, your will
Your will shall be done, never again