Let Me Spread My Wings

I woke up

in the wrong world.

I have risen from the ashes

that God's hand has scattered here.

I was born from this silence

that flows from your lips,

which is my sweetest hope.

You avoid my dreams again,

you are afraid that I won't let you

wake up.

You would like to return

to the world of the living,

but you cannot lift a boulder

of heaven under whose weight

you are dying.

When only a few dry dreams

remain after my free will,

let me see the other side

of your world.

Let me free my soul from shackles

of the mundane,

let me spread my wings

and fly above the sky,

above paradise.

The night within me will not fade away

with your first warm breath

and sweet pain.

Embrace me with your silence,

tame my nightmare today.

When I go into the unknown,

don't look for me.

As long as the shadow lives in me,

the world will not die.