Testo Beyond

On your way searching tranquillity lots of images pass your mind Most of them are coloured black They disillusionize your mood Your once beloved one has left you behind There is no way back, there is no turning-point It's like a curse spoken... on you The end so near Your diary's last pages filled with blood-red ink Telling your last destiny Heaven or hell... Your death cannot wait any longer You climbed for her the highest mountains Filled her life with preciousness Thinking it would last forever What a fool you have been Believing she really cared for you