I am standing alone, looking into the grey sky
My heart is empty, my mouth is dry
The water drips fall down from my hair
I am soaked with rain, yet I don't care
I am a defeated, a lost man
My body is just an empty can
Despair has put out the fire of my soul
The fireplace is now just a black, empty hole
The chamber of my soul turns dark and cold
My own will can't make me survive, can't make me hold

Yet one little coal is not yet dead
The small, little fire begins to spread
That little coal is the mighty hope
Holding me from rolling down the slope
The fireplace slowly fills with light
Suddenly I feel again my gone might
I feel my fire starting to burn
I feel the ship of my mind starting to turn
I am once again a strong, mighty knight
I am once again ready to move, ready to fight
I can defeat biggest armies, break highest walls
I am again ready to achieve my goals
I pick up my sword, lift up my shield
I am not defeated, not yet I'm killed
The sky is not grey, the light isn't dim
I feel once again the fire of my dream
The thing that held, that only rope
That thing is strong, almighty hope