I can't give you the answers, what the hell do you expect?!
here's an army of questions fighting inside my head!
why you stopped walking on if you can't stand the depression?!
you're not the only one in here alone!

should I leave myself alone, leave for a brand new start? should I remain?
„don't expect second chances" that's what you told me in my dreams!
there will be nothing left for those who stagnate,
I really believe in this!
and maybe that's my last believe!
maybe that's my very last true believe!
come on, stand up and dry your eyes!
it's the end of hope not the end of your life!

broken hearts, dying friends, time of change ...yes, I've seen it all!
...and I will see it all again!

hope is just a lie to cover all our faults,
it's a falling stair with no end in sight!
we're like a blind marching mass on a path built up by tears!

we all share the same story, and we all have broken dreams,
too smart to walk in line and to weak to die alone!
come on, stand up and dry your eyes!
it's the end of hope, not the end of your life!