From Thy ashes, resurrection
A cold morning in December...

A look into the night
a goddess in sight...

Beneath the ground of our house
beneath the ground of our land...

I am sitting
There is something coming my way...

"Click!", was the sound of a gun
a gun bought in a shop not far away...

Black velvet covers the room
outstanding lady in black...

Inner peace... A word I no longer care for
The soul is an illusion, and there is a bright...

Silly Karen from Greenstreet four
Always standing by the door...

Feelings divided
deeply within your mind...

Mary Mary fly away
fly away, to a brand new day...

All people walking around
living their own lives...

In a fog of sorrow and pain.
Memories will forever remain...