empty handed I come
back from the rise
with slow emotions
I go to roll the dice
about the lonely hearted
and forgotten souls
I saw up to the door
seven spaces are
longing for the poor
seven spaces are only
waiting for you
to make your dreams
come true
only for you
to take away the blue
lately landed I look
back to the days
as common people
left without a trace
the gloomy area
and the dark despair
destroy the people
and take away the air
but the lonely
hearted and forgotten souls
I'll see up to the door