There's a place where i used to be
Nothing but the man i once was
Could watch the sea and swim with my heart
Free of bounds that could make it die
But you see,

You know i care about those feelings in me
You know they dwell - so sore, looking the warm of your heart
There's no such pain that can make me forget them
The will of you has overpower the will of being alive

I keep on fighting against my fragile heart
Because there's no good thing for it but the silence
Where i cannot speak - even to myself
Where i am lonely with crushed walls

What if i were to let it cry
What if i were to let it die
For what else i am right now to myself?
Than the foolish seeker of a burning illusion?