Testo di Exile

Sometimes I'm so tired to be right and to get higher over faults and troubles. When all the things are double, how to have a full control, wondering which way to go. I ventured to get loose even when it's possible to lose all I've got and love. But there's a heaven above the iron of my mighty will. I'm stronger than the pain I feel. Fantasy and nothing at all... No help and signs to show, to save me from being in two minds. May I reach you or I'm blind to see the real picture of my life and the profit of my cry. Deep traces of my own decision build the beauty of this vision. It reminds me of you and me in past life... Be born again to see this empty room and smile to defeat the loneliness of your exile.