Medieval Art

Cries
[1] Agony and suffering, the contents of this life What is left of my believes? The answers I can't find No release from the heavens, to the moaning from below All I had is taken away, despair begins to show All my cries remain unheard [2] Every time I try to scream, no one seem to hear Reality's a strange dream, it's turning into fear Nothing more inside of me - but this draining sorrow Is there a reason to believe in a new tomorrow? All my cries remain unheard Aus Songtexte Mania