Times and places, bounded spaces are killing me inside. There are these days where I just feel like I should rather hide. Secret dreams, forbidden nightmares are buried deep in me. Waiting to come out and to drink the last drop of blood in me.

I always dream of someone at my side, were standing on a mountain high. And I wonder if there is someone that its worth dying for. If there is someone worth dying for.

The nightmare returns, my grip gets tighter, but Im so far away. I would die a thousand times if only I could stay.

Perhaps there is place down in the sea, perhaps a place beyond, where we can stay and we can hide from the rest of the world we know.
In the darkest night, I want to be at your side, standing on a mountain high. And then I know that there is someone that its worth dying for. That you are the one worth dying for.