Maybe I try everything to spend the time
But is like the things here inside
It never ends and never starts
Always turns around

Sorely I get eyesight from there
Letting me out of breath
As insane as an insane’s
House full of insanes

From when I was young and scratched
The word Freedom on my bedroom’s door, the way

Fly bird fly, to where I can’t
Fly Thru the sky, to where you get open arms
A way to Freedom

My days are getting darker (as I am?)
My life turns to an endless night (my life?)
Cold, cold eyes, blind, blind as I am (as am I?)

With my hands I dig the illusions
With the mind my dreams
All my real dreams