Longing for the way out
To bathe in the blinding light
Golden fields wither
To dust under my steps

Through these endless catacombs of life
Do I wander, do I stride
Silently leaping into the nothingness
Sheltered within myself

Desert of desolation
Barren land all I can see
Throw sand into my eyes
And I'll rinse them with knowledge
Rain of grieving angels
Awakens the sleeping life

In a mirage the glare of god
On stony steps I breathe suffering
Ascending from the sin of convention

Rising
Breathing the pain
Climbing and fighting
For the highest gain!