Tranquility has lost its silence Disguised in wildest rage A thoughtful friend, the chosen sinner
For what now have I suffered? For what now have I died? The wildest creatures touch my body I feel my breath disperse
I tried to see my liberty I tried to find my conscious mind I tried to fly away from my mortality
Was it ever in my range of chance In my strongest urge I know at least it was
Enflame my paradise with wisdom A legend dies to stay alive
A priest will hold your hand Trust in god and pray for the devil An angel heals the deepest wounds
:: Music: Adrian Hates, Olaf Schäning :: Backing voice: Olaf Schäning More from Diary of Dreams