So why the chosen one I am?
To sit there in an empty room
Smashed with the winds cold hands
Frozen by the winters kiss
In this unreasonably forlorn hours
Its better to fall asleep
Eyes welcoming night
Sinking in a silent cry

To get inside its filling up my head
Through veins to heart Im getting high above myself
I Im so far, lost in mind, having time of my death

So why is this room the chosen one
For me to sit there in emptiness?
Who let the wind to smash my face?
To carry winters kiss?
In this unreasonably forlorn hours
Its better to fall asleep
This times so pitiful
Morpheus makes me dream

Im inside your mind
Im among your blood
Ill make You say words You dont understand
Ill make You beg me to go away