Twenty eight steps I descended - in the dark Looking for the land of nightmares - 'n'living ghosts That molded rotten door I crushed - with a spark And down along the halls of darkness - I walked So far I've gone, I can't turn back! Lost is the track. I know she walks these creepy lands, I hear her laugh, I dream her hands. So sad was her smile, from far away, but heart is never wise. How could I know that all that blue and gray didn't belong to her eyes? So far I've gone, I can't turn back! Lost is the track. I know she walks these creepy lands, I hear her laugh, I dream her hands. I had to look on the other side,
over the abyss' dirty edge, seeking for a glimpse of light down where light's forever dead. But I had to see her - again, I had no choice, nor a chance. She owned the key of my pain she threw it away - in the rain. Now, It would be good to know who am I and where I'll go. I am lost, But still one thing I know I had to call her name... oh, no... In a wood of sins and regrets wolves on my steps. Every breath is the last, I have to run, to be fast. Yes, her eyes were gray and her soul was lost. Now I know I couldn't bring her back to light. But Lord, you know I'd to try, it seemed so right...