[Words: A. Looström Music: T. Björn, A. Looström, S. Johansson, M. Wead] Protected from the maze, the outside world Empty eyes, distorted face Without mental penetration from the wicked civilization This isolated cold asylum an unforgiving salvation She's a prodigy so very pure and delicate Take her away to a place she can stay Away from this gateway to madness Turmoil feelings comes in random A princess from the tragic kingdom Given shelter from decline Not a taste of life nor wine Beyond all recognition, a piece a thing The art of suffering Today'll be yesterday tomorrow In this chamber of sorrow Take her away to a place she can stay Away from this gateway to madness