Gegen die Sturm,
Tired to fight,
Too wounded to fly,
So ashamed for your betrayal,
Carrying too much bruises to believe,
In a love I dreamed to achieve.
You have been broken everything I gave you once,
Now I'm fallen because your lies,
Paying the price I don't deserve to,
Sorrow is again my middle name,
The noise of depression keeps me awake,
All night long, cold and lonesome.
In love with my sadness,
So young and so hopeless,
As I used to say, before
From my deep heart's core,
I knew I shouldn't ignore again,
That love is such pain
Which makes me bleed more and more
With its poisoned thorns inside me.
Then let me departure, my dear.
Loneliness causes me no fear.
Let me crawling alone,
I Still have a long way back home.