Winter

I believe in pain.

Morning, morning is here and a new day begins,

a reason for me to stay alive.

I need to create and seek.

I'm searching, searching for my life and the reason

why, why I am here. But I know I need pain.

Winter came and I used its pain.

When winter came.

Winter came. I transformed its pain.

When winter came, so silent.

Running, running from problems won't make you

grow. No, no, no! You lose your mind and you can

only exist in a small world that contains no views.

But I know that I need to live close to the mist, that

contains all this pain.

Winter came and I used its pain.

When winter came.

Winter came. I transformed its pain.

When winter came, it came to me.

So silently, and with all the power,

desire and hunger I need.