trough the grass and trough the snow, i will find my way to go
follow me now, and i just might show you how,
my heart can be broken, even if it's not open
living life in your dreams, is a part of moonlight beams
the words show me how, and i think i finally got it now
the devil in me opens a new prospective, a part of life objective
can u feel the salvation, or part of your imagination
and when your heart starts to bleed, then you know you're dead,
dead for real ...