This song is gonna be the last
About mystery of past;
About wind in dirty hair;
This song is my last final prayer.

And when the silence covers me
My inspiration will be free;
I'm gonna make considerations
Without any hesitation.

[That life is nothing more than dust;
 That love is nothing more than lust;
 And future's nothing more than past;
 I'm lost in words of the untrust.]

The maze of life has one dead-end
With blood on walls, and where I am;
I looked for exit, but I failed.
Now all I have to say is prayer.

And when the wall becomes the door,
I'll push it; Light will shine on floor.
So I'll be free from my illusions,
Wrong thoughts, confusion and conclusions...