My memory
Chases me
Everywhere I go.
I can't believe
Your simple words;
I can't forgive your fault.

Your distant sight
Shines so bright
Even if you're far.
You light my road,
But you should know:
I'm evil like you are.

{So this road I stand on
 Shows me the way
 In hell or in heaven,
 From you anyway.
 The place I will come in
 Attracts me so much.
 I should keep on going,
 So you'll never catch.}

My feet burn;
I am torn
From another world.
Sun is gone,
Pain has come;
I die in this cold.

If I had
One piece of bread
It would be enough
To reach that place,
To fall from grace,
To push the button "off".