Your town is illYou are the only one who lives thereIt's alive but emptyThere are white nights and black daysImagination and dreams are raggedHalter is tightenedmoving shadow risesYou know it wellTwo different ways lead up and downThe right one you have to choose by yourselfDifferent orders from the heart and mindFeelings in heart, mind lacks for common senseYou believed too hardListening to the words without emotionBeing fed on illusionYou took notice only of what saysYour soulYour masterYour godYou know the one thingYou gave yourself for himYou give your blood for himPosessed by your angelYou pace proudly downwardsYou chose that wayAlong the stony routeRed water