Under the cover of dust and snow
There's something inside that I'll never know
Too much to see will make your eyes want to bleed
Little girls with faces covered with seed
Psychos suffering attacks of depressions
I don't know why, don't know what's the connection
Between the spirit and mind there is something inside

And I'm trying to hold on

Selling bodies and drugs on a street without name
Don't go out when it's cold come and join in the game
Read my lips when I'm talking hear the voices inside
Wake up and open your eyes
The sun don't shine above the clouds in the sky
And the storm wont stop itself no matter how hard you try
Between the truth and the faith there is something ahead

And I'm still trying to hold on

We are moving on
And from road to road we are trying to hold on
There is nothing wrong
In trying to get what you dream about, think about
I'm taking off
To find another way up in the sky
It's all ahead
And nothing is forbidden when you are trying to hold on...

Trying to hold on