Last night a blackbird
Landed on his shoulder
He looked to the eye of bird
And saw the end coming
He fell asleep
Black and white pictures
Filled his restless dreams
He dreamt of flying
Above the dark mountains
Higher than ever before
He dreamt of walking
On the frozen lake
He dreamt of lying
On the dark field
Early in the morning
He wakes up
His mind is paralysed
By the sorrow
Day and night looks the same
He is unable to feel
He is unable to see
The beauty of the world
He's running through the haze
He's unable to see the rain
cannot feel the wind any more
He comes to the frozen lake
The air is still, silent sky
Tranquil moment calm before the storm
Then the sky begins to change
The flaming storm is burning his eyes
Churning clouds are coming closer and closer
Somewhere among he sees her flying
He becomes one with the sky
Where the pain has no ending
One day a blackbird will land on your shoulder
Don't look to the eye of the fallen