Sin Skinner

Your secret world is far away,

you don't listen to what I say.

Give me permission to enter.

I'd like to understand,

let me hold your hand.

Let me be your sin skinner...

My liberty in isolation,

my fingertips in consolation.

A sad condition, my intuition.

Let me be your friend,

I'm here to heal the sand.

Keep my integrity intact,

I want to base my life on facts.

Whatever comes, I never know,

but life will ultimately show.

Still very silent

I even hear your breath.

What have I come for?

I know I wanted more...

Have you not understood?

It is your life they took,

And all you do is cry,

Don't tell the world good-bye!