Misty misty wind,
flying without wings,
take my hollow soul,
where blood is never cold,
...
Clock ticks away,
rain falls so slowly,
my mind is full of endless thoughts,
of heartily felt love of yours...
...
To everyone who's lost someone they loved...
When you need me,
glimpse across the sky
...
Everyday I used to dream about
flying beside the stars above
to watch you sleep
tucked under a soft cloud
...
Lonely walks on crowded streets,
Silence of the morning breeze,
Takes me away to a land of peace,
Where shadows meet and the silence speaks...
...
Hollow Soul
Misty misty wind,
flying without wings,
take my hollow soul,
where blood is never cold,
guns are never born,
loved ones forever home...
Fiery furious pain,
running through my veins,
searching for the love,
forever lost in vain,
yet storming in my head,
the vision of deadly pain...
Tears nor blood left in my heart,
coz the happiness of my life was torn apart,
pure little hearts,
were killed by bloody darts,
which came out of the dark,
to kill the sun of the vast...
Stories of the dead,
talks to the rest,
'giving our lives,
has made it a mess...'