(Lyrics: Jenny Pakman, music: Stone Flare)


Words, that were whispered, silently spoken- turn into a
scream,
Asking to escape from this cold, hopeless dream,
And I look at them crying, refusing to hear, trying not to
see,
In my own dream- these are just words, they have no meaning
for me.

Meaning... What is it? Does it exist at all?
Dark fear is slowly crawling towards me, demanding my soul,
Come here, old friend, take it away, give me freedom
instead,
In this nightmare, you devil, my soul's already dead.

It's not a dream anymore, now you can't deny,
Come closer to me, step into the light,
See fields of pain, now you know it is true,
Look straight into the devil's eyes, and see- the devil is
you.

The answer is there- can't you see it now?
It was sent to you then- can't you find it somehow?
There is blood on your hands, you are just one more name,
This is your dream coming true- human, who can you
blame?...

Our lives are passing by- days, months and years,
Time never stops, an endless moment, when hope disappears,
Our fears are so real- you can reach them, just as you can
reach the sky,
Living this sick illusion, the desire to rule, like hope-
will never die

And I wanna get away,
Fight against this lie,
The power that gave me life
Will give me the strength to die.

Sitting with my guitar,
Silently writing notes,
About pain and power, life and death,
About hope and freedom- midnight thoughts...

...And you see fields of pain, now you know it is true,
Look straight into the devil's eyes, and see that it is
you,
There is blood on your hands; you are just one more name,
This is your dream coming true- human, who can you blame?...


This is your dream coming true- human, who can you
blame?...