Raindorps falling in my eyes, cooling my face
I wish I could trace the time
Hope that after my face dries
Those sunny rays – raise and reinforce my faith
Looking for a creed, sturdy and unbending
Without atlar and the priest
Craving for a lead, strong and neverending
That would mean the menace for the beast
How many days remain, till I would depart
How many times I forsake the passion in my heart
I’m looking for a creed...
How many days remain...
Walking down a sodden field I’m on my own
(I’m) looking for a spark
There’s a shadow in my soul, I feel alone
I need lighting in the dark
Looking for a creed, sturdy and unbending
Without atlar and the priest
Craving for a lead, strong and neverending
That would mean the menace for the beast
How many days remain...
