Skin of Sadness

When the days crumble and the nights thunder.
The Wind blows higher and the heart beats faster,

I got the wings to fly to a space,
Where there is no fear and the skin of sadness tear.

When the angels close their eyes and the demons have their dance.
The brain squirms intricately and the blood boils ferociously,

I got the wings to fly to a space
Where there is no fear and the skin of sadness tear.