There's a light... Of what ?
Oh wait, is there any hope ?
Oh no, it's getting weaker and weaker
As my heart's sinking into deeper and deeper.
Shaking hands and trembling souls.
A leaf of tree falling down
The last laugh of a clown
As shallow.... and holes of horrors.
Oh wait, is there any man
Who's painting a leaf of life... But damn
Is this a man named Behrman ?
With whom a fading hope's glowing down,
As his own life's flickering candle reaches its end.
But Isn't life a labyrinth which is a dead end?
Shhh... Listen carefully to hear the violins
Crying out violence while singing of those lines
"Hope is a dangerous thing for me to have
But I have it......(Yet)
I have it......
Yet......."