There´s a black coat lying over the world It´s hiding me, you and the Truth Some got lucky with a happy love I got lucky with another things. In the streets I´m getting drowned the more the harder I try to get out I don´t want, I don´t want to go go on, go on Every beautiful poetry and rhyme ran away They´re beyong the border of possibilities of my fantasy Slowly, I feel the disappearing beauties And something is coming through the window, through the glass I´m out of body I´m out of living I´m on the border of fire Mad hurricanes are blowing In the plains of my secret place My red diary wants to eat all the stupid things of this world Institution for normal knowledges´s looking for an owner - not me The clear things are away and there are dim ones here Landscape of everething There´s a hole in my head Wheels of everyday destroying themselves I´m out of body I´m out of living I´m on the border of fire