Paroles: Indian Fall. Counting The Emptiness. Pale Shadow Of Black.

Strange never-ending dream
Sleep into my mind
Cover your bleeding hand
The peace you'll never find...

Always keep the soul
Keep your soul alive
Black and bloody thoughts
They will never die...

These days I feel alone
And I don't know where I belong
This emptiness is part of me
Like the river from below
Falls deeper from above
From the other side of me

Strange never-ending dreams...

Your unconverted soul lies into my hands
The faith you thought you had, you thought it never ends
Into the final end you know that you will see
Some things that you don't know, some things that should not be...