In this dark and cold night
I hear her whisper, i feel her fright

Every night she's haunting me
In my dreams and my fears
Trying to get rid of me
To wipe away her tears
Can i feel, can i believe
Is this real or just a dream
Am i dead or still alive
Waiting for the sun to rise

Lying, awaken from the dead, running through my head, embrace the depression

In this life without sense
She seems to be my last chance!

Beautiful but still not real
Standing there in front of me
Reaching for her hand to grasp
Off and far away
Tombstone in a wooden heart
Facing what has to be

Lying, awaken from the dead, running through my head, embrace the depression

In this life full of monotony
We just wait to be set free!