| 作词 : De Paoli | |
| My soul is burning now 'cuz years ago you gave me secret sorrows | |
| I've seen the ice through your eyes | |
| How could you've been untrue nice sad and hollow | |
| Bad things crawl inside my heart | |
| To live is hard now and | |
| I' getting son mad | |
| Blood will flow please life return | |
| Oh I don't if winds still blow | |
| And where | |
| I will heal my wounds | |
| But you'll give me warmth again | |
| When I'll get home | |
| Or when I will fly far | |
| Crazyness start to creep | |
| Day by day my rage seems to be hallowed | |
| But I will fly so high | |
| And from now on shout | |
| Should be in your honour | |
| Bad things crawl deep inside my heart | |
| To live is hard now and | |
| I'm getting so mad | |
| Blood will flow please life return |
| zuo ci : De Paoli | |
| My soul is burning now ' cuz years ago you gave me secret sorrows | |
| I' ve seen the ice through your eyes | |
| How could you' ve been untrue nice sad and hollow | |
| Bad things crawl inside my heart | |
| To live is hard now and | |
| I' getting son mad | |
| Blood will flow please life return | |
| Oh I don' t if winds still blow | |
| And where | |
| I will heal my wounds | |
| But you' ll give me warmth again | |
| When I' ll get home | |
| Or when I will fly far | |
| Crazyness start to creep | |
| Day by day my rage seems to be hallowed | |
| But I will fly so high | |
| And from now on shout | |
| Should be in your honour | |
| Bad things crawl deep inside my heart | |
| To live is hard now and | |
| I' m getting so mad | |
| Blood will flow please life return |
| zuò cí : De Paoli | |
| My soul is burning now ' cuz years ago you gave me secret sorrows | |
| I' ve seen the ice through your eyes | |
| How could you' ve been untrue nice sad and hollow | |
| Bad things crawl inside my heart | |
| To live is hard now and | |
| I' getting son mad | |
| Blood will flow please life return | |
| Oh I don' t if winds still blow | |
| And where | |
| I will heal my wounds | |
| But you' ll give me warmth again | |
| When I' ll get home | |
| Or when I will fly far | |
| Crazyness start to creep | |
| Day by day my rage seems to be hallowed | |
| But I will fly so high | |
| And from now on shout | |
| Should be in your honour | |
| Bad things crawl deep inside my heart | |
| To live is hard now and | |
| I' m getting so mad | |
| Blood will flow please life return |