One has to see what isn’t shown One has to hear what isn’t
said One has to get what can’t be owned And then to live when all is
dead
Frustration is the guide of your actions You fear this dimension
of silence You’re bathing in the dust of illusions Neglecting the roots
of existence
One has to seek heat in the frost One has to fall when
he should climb One has to bear his heavy cross Until he’s fallen seven
times
Better face your disgrace Your stigma shines in your
eyes Love and die, resurrect Another season to rise *Repeat
One
has to face the loneliness ‘Cause life’s a crowded solitude One has to
tame the emptiness And than to feel its plenitude
Better face your
disgrace Your stigma shines in your eyes Love and die,
resurrect Another season to rise *Repeat
Love, die,
resurrect
Better face your disgrace Your stigma shines in your
eyes Love and die, resurrect Another season to
rise *Repeat
Frustration is the guide of your actions You fear
this dimension of silence You’re bathing in the dust of
illusions Neglecting the roots of existence
Better face your
disgrace Your stigma shines in your eyes Love and die,
resurrect Another season to rise