I come here today
serching for an answer
for all these years, for all this fear,
Will you answer my question?
or will you question my answers?

Tell my why I can´t fly,
(I don´t feel the wind, I don´t feel the rain)
Tell my why I can´t breath
(I don´t feel the fire, I don´t feel the earth)
Tell my why I can live without you
(Are you really here?)

In the sadows of the street,
there is a lonely men who walks alone,
without a sound...

But in the inside it´s raining
it´s raining in the inside,
it´s raining like hell,
blood rain are falling
upon my heart,
and my soul is burning,
my soul is dying this night.

Tell my why I can´t fly,
(I don´t feel the wind, I don´t feel the rain)
Tell my why I can´t breath
(I don´t feel the fire, I don´t feel the earth)
Tell my why I can live without you
(Are you really here?)

I see you in the silver eye
bringer of moonlight
silently obsever of this masquerade.

I walk trought the fire
throught the hell of my wayards
troght the pain and the violence
of this unending storm,
and in the other side,
I only find relfections and lies,
mountains of lies.

Tell my why I can´t fly,
(I don´t feel the wind, I don´t feel the rain)
Tell my why I can´t breath
(I don´t feel the fire, I don´t feel the earth)
Tell my why I can live without you
(Are you really here?)

Don´t you hear my crying?
Don´t you see I´m dying?
Feel the burning core of hell
in the deepest of my heart,
it´s rainin blood tears,
and the sky is crying for you...

Heaven and hell...