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.
