Safety clothes, extremes of consciousness through our burdened lives And I will know when I finally arrive Is there a lake here? Are we swimming through the same narrow streams? At least I know that we're still alive We die for the shards of the fears I'm burdened Haven, hell Our private hell is called protection Haven, hell We die for the shards of the fears I'm burdened Haven My haven, your hell So take me home Let me see the sunshine Feel the familiar air Call it mine As I look for bluer skies The flames are close They burn with distinction And feel just like home So let me know That we're still alive We die for the shards of the fears I'm burdened Haven, hell Our private hell is called protection Haven, hell We die for the shards of the fears I'm burdened Haven My haven, your hell I will die in the north I'm coming home Buried in the south I'm coming home Buried in the east I'm coming home I'm coming home Show me the shelter We die for the shards of the fears I'm burdened Haven, hell Our private hell is called protection Haven, hell We die for the shards of the fears I'm burdened Haven My haven, your hell My haven, your hell My haven, your hell *