Thoughts In Absence - Anekdoten

Face my fears, my soul is absorbed into black

Dry my tears, fear and pain is what I lack

Broken, torn I live with my light-eye drowned

Ease and calm you give

But life begins and ends with pain

My time has come now, this bird has flown

A glimpse of hope, but still an everlasting moment

Walk with me, for I shall go no futher now

Dance for me, my soul shall end its futile ride

Dressed in gold I rise with my face to the sun

Open the shallow skies

But life begins and ends with pain

My time has come now, this bird has flown

A glimpse of hope

But I walk this earth no more