• The soul is a dark room with a window;
    Shinning a light on your hopes and dreams
    You are chained to the soul's wall
    You fight and you struggle to get to your dreams;
    But the chains are to strong
    Sooner or later you start to lose your will to fight
    Then you just sit up against the wall
    Just watching your dreams fade away
    Fade away- all your hopes, your happiness
    All just gone, gone down the drain.