Do not judge me for what you see.
My ice cold expressions are my inner voice aloud.
My black hair was never meant to be.
This facade of mine is all I know now.
I've already lost the soul in me.

You could say that the sunset is permanent
Not looking forward to the next day,
But do you know what it feels like
Living like that day by day?

this may sound like a sad story, but no.
I carry a tune that is bright
In my cage I am trapped but I see the light
The light of god or the living? I do not know.

Life is endless
Life is hopeless
Is that what you would think?
With this poor soul of mine ,it should be!
Yet, I'm another sort of human kind.

My cage is free and now I fly.
Ill leave early and meet you in heaven way up high.
With my black hair
And a happy smile we will meet again
In another life, worth Wild.