Have you ever gone through the past of your fear?
Have you ever wanted to disapear?
In the trouble of our mind
Green, blue, red and black are the feelings I find

Standing at the river
Across the sea
Now I know
There's every feeling out of me

So lying on my knees
With the hard thought of the end
I lose you, my oh ~ my friend
In the trouble of my mind

And all you see
never mind,
'cos death is the thin
you will find