No freedom in hollow eyes.
It is the truth which speaks to me.
No pity for this cowardice.
Cold grace leads me into the light.
All my reluctance, all my thoughts,
All the years so senselessly wasted.
I think that I feel.
I creep and I rummage,
for what I once was,
but it's no longer there.
I hate that I swear.
I lose myself in the search.
You alone can free me from this misery.
How deep is your death? - How endless is eternity?
How deep is a dream? - When will you wake up?
No wisdom lets me still believe,
in the longing which stabs into me.
Black souls in an endless ice-age,
Hot hope takes our vision from us.
All my longing, all my prayers,
The last chance so senselessly wasted.
I think that I feel.
I creep and I rummage,
for what I once was,
but it's no longer there.
I scratch until I bleed,
and search for good in emptyness
You alone can free me from this maelstrom.
Do you hear me? - Wake up
I'm feeling, I'm crawling to you in the depths.
I'm searching, I'm calling out to you - When will you wake up?