I believe in pain. Morning, morning is here and a new day begins, a reason for me to stay alive. I need to create and seek.
I'm searching, searching for my life and the reason why, why I am here. But I know I need pain.
Winter came and I used its pain. When winter came. Winter came. I transformed its pain. When winter came, so silent.
Running, running from problems won't make you grow. No, no, no! You lose your mind and you can only exist in a small world that contains no views. But I know that I need to live close to the mist, that contains all this pain.
Winter came and I used its pain. When winter came. Winter came. I transformed its pain. When winter came, it came to me.
So silently, and with all the power, desire and hunger I need.