Hundreds of thoughts were storming my brain. The night head already spread out it's cloth above the landscape. The willage of Clinton Island with it's appreximately 200 inhabitance lays peacarful in the valley. Not giving a hint to the terrible past of it's inhabitance. Still I had not found a wife. And once again I was captured by thoughts from the hidden past right... ...OUT OF NOWHERE Here I am at a standstill No move I'm biding time Desultoriness in my proceedings Cought by her spell I'm coming Out of Nowhere May wounds be sutured without scars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are! Still we live in the world We're judged by the colour of skin Plated with silver and gold The radical changes in fits of spleen And now more and more fed With depressions backed We're crying but nobody hears Coming out! Now I see I'm blind! Out of Nowhere Isn't the future termed by stars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nuture?! So damned we are!!! Die! I remember... once I believed in God But he left me in the lurch Now I return, I build my own kingdom I'll make your desires burn And all the nightmares come true Sweet lullabies Darling, I've been held in your arms Hear the truth, the freedom's bell See this lie through the eyes of my hell Here I am at a standstill, no move Can't you see I'm crying out There's no sun in the shadow of unrequited love Caught by it's spell I'm raving mad Keep the silence, I'll make it burn! Out of Nowhere May wounds be sutured without scars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are! Out of Nowhere Isn't the future termed by stars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nurture?! So damned we are!