Smell of nightmare
... The fear of submission
The light of the car
... The enger of this vision
Shout throught the night
...To dive into frozen water
But to hard to fight
... And to breath again, later

Creepy voices in the memory
... To learn to live in silence
Shadows of her enemy
... No more cries and violence
But please no mercy
... In the quest of tenderness
Even if it happened truly
... No more lies and distress

She´s falling down like a broken doll
She´s falling down into a long dark hole
But one day she hopes to forget
But one day she´ll stop to live in quiet

She´s falling down like a broken doll
She´s falling down into a long dark hole
But one day she´ll stop crying
But one day she´ll stop thinking about diying