Behind my face there’s thunder,
Short or long, I don’t know yet,
All the lies, my own lies,
In the corner of my eyes,
Guilt of what I won’t deny,
Goodbye.
Lying in the room above the sky,
Show me the light,
Show me where to fly,
Show me where to find my wings,
If not this time,
I’ll have another one,
To tell the tales,
Of my past mistakes.