Impure Wilhelmina Torn
Always feeling in a foreign land
Never knew what to do with my hands
Speaking words that no one understands
Only answering to your demands
Inside the forest to rejoice with myself
Up to the mountains become someone else
Towards the stars I travel in my dreams
Leaving this world where no one hears you scream
Every wary look is an offense
Sick of you and of your arrogance
Seems you're more foolish than dangerous
Solitude is just so obvious
Inside the forest to rеjoice with myself
Up to the mountains bеcome someone else
Towards the stars I travel in my dreams
Leaving this world where no one hears you scream
Misconceptions about reality
Are nourishing fears and fires
The link between heart and soul I cannot see
I'm torn between this world and another
