Cold

I was born in another world

strictly connected to a piece of my mind

nothing more than a little land

it is a small cradle where I'm a kid

I am the princess in there,

nothing wrong in my fantasy world

I am the king, the nation,

no dictators or religions

no laws laid down for me

I have my own liberty inside of me

nothing to lose, I want to live here

As you see I'm the only survivor in this land

When did I hear this wind before

change like this to a deeper roar?

I'm starting to bleed another way

I just need some time to complete myself

these spotlights are here again

I can't see anything, I'm blind

this nature of time and space

makes me sick of the situation

I couldn't know if I...

if I will be strong enough for this

I have to choose, do I want to live here?