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...

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