It\'s cold at night, I\'m walking through all hell
Freezing darkness flows in empty spaces
I\'m running far away, out of my shell
When melting choccolate, fill my faces

Trying to avoid to find bad places
Looking for something that I could become
Serching among color, gender, races
Behind my own two lungs I find - freedom

when did it get that close? My own kingdom
I have searched the hole wide athmosphere
And now I have my new modern wisdom
No more, not ever again, I will feel fear

The world could in two pieces fall apart
from now and ever more, It\'s me and my heart