Kun ei saa unta, ni ei saa unta.. tällä kertaa tämmösiä:
Time when everything seems to fade
Time when I just can't find my gate
Borderline of our frontiers
is filled with bloody tears
The spirit of my freedom
does not sound so home
Last day of my fall
I must take the last call
Inhale the smoke of passion
it doesn't have to be so in fashion
Really, I'm serious
and your looks are making me furious
I just want you to know who I am