| Deus, Deus canticum, Deus, in nominee. | |
| Tuo, Tuo salvum me, Deus, eripe me. | |
| Is there a world, is there another side? | |
| Where there's still belief in that one miracle. | |
| Where you can't tell your dreams from what is right, | |
| Where you can't see if someone speaks Truth or Lies | |
| Struck by sound. | |
| I'm just a blind man, hit by a restless soul. | |
| My eyes couldn't warn me now, but my hearing took control. | |
| Too late, why didn't he see, he must have heard anything but me. | |
| Too late, I did not sense, he tears down the invisible fence. | |
| What seemed like a shadow, | |
| What seemed an imaginary friend. | |
| What is seen as a vision, | |
| Is what really matters, when you've reached the end. | |
| The man you've hit is, bleeding and you fear. | |
| Will this man survive, will his help be near? | |
| I saw his face before, looked into his eyes. | |
| They gazed into the dark, it felt as they were mine. | |
| In the freezing night, a wind rose up and asked for answers. | |
| A choir of boys sang joyful with delight. | |
| Warm and sweet the sound, filled their heart and mind with memories. | |
| As they remembered what they kept inside. | |
| Raise, your, raise your head. | |
| Say, no, say no more. | |
| Tell, his, tell his name. | |
| Step, out, out that door. | |
| Miserere mei Deus, miserere Jesu Christe, | |
| Qui natus es de virgine, Miserere mei Deus. | |
| We had left as friends, | |
| With forgiveness in our heads. | |
| Both victims and suspect, | |
| We do feel that. | |
| Now it's time, time to change | |
| Eripe me |