I demand nothing, but I want it all
  what privilege do we have under the sun,
  that gives us the right to the throne?
  
  species come and go, but the earth stands forever fast
  all river runs towards the sea, but the sea is never full
  
  to discover the loneliness and be to proud to show the wounds
  will forever wander alone through the years
  
  but I won't let you near
  begging for you to understand
  the fear that lives in my soul
  which is an untouched spring
  
  read, what is written on the silent mouth
  what is written in the soul
  for which is written in the shining silence
  we all have to read
  
  my body will be bent from the burdens
  when the shaking floor of life-force
  reveal its chasm underneath
  if only one could be two steps ahead