I linger in time And write my lines Waiting with the plague, tranquil I linger in time And write my lines Waiting with the plague, tranquil You are the wicked The death choir Towards the blessed An empty liar I need someone To hear my torch My cracked whine You need someone To take the blame Without resistance The world is spinning Way too fast I'm cold - my mind is defeated Not even more To stay true Not even more To be with you I need someone To hear my torch My cracked whine You need someone To take the blame Without resistance Shadows are My safest place But I also have To act in here I showed you My entire grace Nothing left to fear In the sun There is a reflection Of a world With no perfection