|All my life I have the feeling to be |
on the edge of a precipice.
Too many lies, too much headlong rush.
Why I am so terrified to face the truth?
My fears confort me but
however they making me in jail.
I dream of somebody who can deliver me.
I am aware that I am the only one
who can get rid all of it!
It’s perhaps time for me to light
the blaze wich are sleeping in me,
to let my inner fire expresse