What have I done to you
That you created my dawn
From darkness arisen like few
Taken away by the one
Who winds up light
Into the endless night
Is the meaning unknown
At the end of my path
lying alone
What is the truth
- I do no know
True is what I feel, though
The silence of your lips
Is like the deepest cry
Of my powerlessness
That triclkes in your empty eye
And I see now
Ihave been, what you wanted me to be
A mere reflection of your vanity
