Κάποτε... θα είμαστε ελεύθεροι.
...ελεύθεροι να κυνηγήσουμε όλα αυτά τα όνειρα που μας στερούν τώρα.
Αλλά τι θα έχουμε χάσει μέχρι τότε στον δρόμο προς την ελευθερία;
Θα υπάρχουν όνειρα να μας δείχνουν τον δρόμο στο σκοτάδι;
Θα υπάρχει ζωή μέσα στην ψυχή μας;
Θα υπάρχει αυτή η λάμψη στα μάτια μας; (αν δεν έχει σβήσει ήδη...)
Hey you rotting in your alcoholic shell
Banging on the walls of your intoxicated mind
Do you ever wonder why you were left alone
As your heart grew colder and finally turned to stone
Did I punish you for dreaming?
Did I break your heart and leave you crying?
Do you ever dream of escaping...
Don't you ever dream of escaping?
Pathetic oblivion
Forgotten hopes buried in your soul's lonely grave
Pathetic oblivion
Remember how you were before you locked your heart away
Banging on the walls of your intoxicated mind
Do you ever wonder why you were left alone
As your heart grew colder and finally turned to stone
Did I punish you for dreaming?
Did I break your heart and leave you crying?
Do you ever dream of escaping...
Don't you ever dream of escaping?
Pathetic oblivion
Forgotten hopes buried in your soul's lonely grave
Pathetic oblivion
Remember how you were before you locked your heart away
(Γιατί όταν λέω ότι κουράστηκα, δεν θέλω πάλι "υπομονή", αλλά μια αγκαλιά... Τόσο δύσκολο είναι και δεν με καταλαβαίνει κανείς?)