Every hour and day
Hope dies in my little heart
God is writing my story
Like it's a great tragic art
Desires are getting dull
Dreams are fading away
There is only pain
Happiness got lost in the way
My soul becomes fragile
As the sky turns grey
Destiny is a heartless demon
Which will break me like a pot of clay
Loneliness is murdering me
Silent cries are hidden away
Maybe one day god will listen
And resurrect my dead heart right away
One day I hope I feel like before
And sing the song of new love
Maybe someone will bring light
And vanquish the darkness with some magical glove
