"Behind closed doors a closed mind Colored our thoughts in blood red With bleary but burning eyes" The blast of a repressed ego becomes a curse The guard is now a threat In our children's world A completely torn and drowned heart of a broken Made of a stone Uncontrolled and like a rabid dog A veil of contempt covered his own stop "Calm and cold - without sun The kindness is gone We fell down - still do it Blank and out of you hands The belief in your strength - we lose him Still do it" The cradle helpless but longing peek There was surrender but no escape All hope disordered The love was slaughtered Emotions murdered And it does still hurt "The shadows of our lives banalities Does not erase the thoughts of these old days" it chases us "Old - a fragile despot His own world god We felt abandoned - still do it Blank and out of his hands The belief in his strength remains Closed to us forever"