My memory
Chases me
Everywhere I go.
I can't believe
Your simple words;
I can't forgive your fault.
Your distant sight
Shines so bright
Even if you're far.
You light my road,
But you should know:
I'm evil like you are.
{So this road I stand on
Shows me the way
In hell or in heaven,
From you anyway.
The place I will come in
Attracts me so much.
I should keep on going,
So you'll never catch.}
My feet burn;
I am torn
From another world.
Sun is gone,
Pain has come;
I die in this cold.
If I had
One piece of bread
It would be enough
To reach that place,
To fall from grace,
To push the button "off".