If heaven exists, it doesn't appear here any longer,
Only pain and sadness keep on linger,
Nothing is wrong, when I don't know right,
Some things never go away, you can see them as clear as
light.

Now all that was true, good and pure, all that I have loved
have made me so poor,
Kissing from a distance, adoring from a far, life had I knew
them, burned as tar.

The curtain has blackened the show must end, the audience
must leave, feeling are banned, same routine every single
night, while the orchestra plays softly to the heights
There, lays my heart all broken, bloody makes his final
grant.

Tomorrow I will parish, the fat one had sang
The calling of life which like a loud bell rang,
Only to consume its power to be slowly shut down,
The sound I had in me, of life and glory, of truth and
dare,
Are now silenced, from despair and tare,

Please relieve me, say that salvation is near,
For all I know, its me you refuse to hear,
Let me have this one last day,
Than I will, get out of your way...