Deranged for Strange Ways
you Wait for the Sign
every Crossroads are False
Ways are Closed and Cold
you Wait for the Sign
hidden with Bloody Hands
Restless as a Stream of mountain River
Imprisoned at Unknown World
Roar of Birds, Whisper of Trees, Depressive
last powers are Drowning in Swamps
Wait for hidden Sign in Ugly Jewel
last Way is leading to Only Place
youґre a Running Man
all the Time through oneґs Place
vicious Circle, thousand Looks