After dreaming under a burning sun
Into the land of a red dust came the eastern one
In a nowhere void it felt like a twilight zone
Shocked and frozen by cold so forgotten
Mark eternal, I think I see angel's wings
An image of light, an end in sight
Passion sings in screaming intensity
Tension spills out, it's so easy
Too much, like a flood
When unleashed, it nearly kills me
Love hurts and love heals
Wounded
Scarred
Memory leaves
My throat ran dry and words were like whispers
Like a living nightmare, bad dreams beyond belief
This was torture and agony
I could only scream to be heard
I still yearn to be heard
I could only scream to be heard
… and I still yearn to be heard