Woke up at night, in horror and fever   Feeling death-damp and pain in the liver   I saw a nightmare through my fairy dream   And it washed me just like an ice-cold stream   Once I was told by a fortune-teller   You were the last man standing in valor   Scars on the soul are never too old   They don't age with time - they only grow   Blood cannot warm up scars on the soul   Scars cause me pain for they're never too old!   Years bring us one scar after other   Friends pass away, children lose their mothers   Pain within me is becoming stunning   I guess my time to fade out is coming   I want to take things under my control   Instead the scar is still gnawing my soul   I stay up all night and go through this ache   I'm so scared to die before I'm awake