• I stand at the high-voltage lines
    like a bird I'm on anyone's side
    I look at a distant, strange world
    and wonder what I live for

    below me
    I have to fight against myself for themselves
    below me
    I have to fight for my simple, mundane dreams
    below me
    unknown power kidnaps me in the darkness

    I stand in a dark cold house
    like a little helpless mouse
    I look at the frightening bad world
    and wonder what I live for

    but above me
    I don't feel my boiling blood
    but abowe me
    I do not feel rotten taste of food
    but above me...

    no, there is not the place for me
    no, there is no place where I could just be