Mighty King is calling me
What music did I bring to him
Since I slept under the light
How will I pay back for the most beautiful night

I try to sing nicely, but I fail each time
I remember everything
The things that I've been through
Nothing seems to give me the inspiration

Lost in the empty fields of nausea
Lost in the empty fields of nausea
Lost in another dark cold world
I must overcome the sorrow
But it's hopeless

I'm here for myself
And I dare to stand for my own truth
But my passion fades away
My sorrows win the game
I feel there's more but I just can't go beyond

Mighty King and his mighty sword
Showing they can end it all
Please will you stop the pain
Please help for my cure
I promise I'll stand and do the best that I can
To bring music, music of my own
Music for you to explore
My journey will never end
And my life will be recorded
And my passion will bring inspiration
To those who seek their own truth

So please will you stop the pain
Please help for my cure
I promise I'll stand and do the best that I can
To bring music, music of my own
Music, music of my own

His sword shines with wisdom
His eyes create a hole on the ground
Only to get bigger and bigger
And the bigger it gets, the closer to me
Until I finally start to fall
Fall, fall, fall to infinity
From yellow to the ugliest brown I fall
Fires burn and I fall
Bruises burn and I fall
I scream in horror
What did I do wrong

A glimpse of light in my mind
In the core of my thoughts
I found my wrong