Far away, absent from my memories
Walking among unknown faces.
A white paper sheet that was once written
A key to a non existent door.

I travel to a definite place,
Walking through a bones’ bridge.

Old pieces of different puzzles
Show me landscapes of madness.
Somebody’s whispering in my ears,
Revealing me terrible secrets.
I see the shadow on that corner every day,
But the people ignore its presence.
They pass through it without any remorse
Its pain fills my eyes with tears.

I travel to a definite place,
Walking through a bones’ bridge.
My madness travels, following your voice
Walking through the dry bones.

Its loneliness goes by my side,
In this cold absence.
Travelling to the unknown place.
In this cold absence,
Travelling to the unknown place.