I woke up from my winter sleep in a narrow cave that used to be my room. No risk and no danger between a few biographies in the everyday life. I gnaw the sand out of my eyes. Still so empty and so right out there. From tomorrow I'm away from here. Empty apartment, only a note on the door. All the old plans, the trot and the contracts. In this emptiness we only stand in the way. All the old plans, the trot and the contracts. You only give flames, I light them up. I turn around and everything stands in flames. The phoenix rises from the ashes. Started from the front, the phoenix is born from the ashes. I spread my wings and fly before the red night. And everything stands in flames, because the ashes bring out the phoenix. I let balloons rise into the red sky, so they show me the way into the uncertain. No rules and no laws. I want to find where the truth is. I want to never land again. The doubts are gone and it feels right. Ready for the legends of the night. I stand awake on the roof of this city and I step forward. I turn around and everything stands in flames. The phoenix rises from the ashes. Started from the front, the phoenix is born from the ashes. I spread my wings and fly before the red night. And everything stands in flames, because the ashes bring out the phoenix. Whatever you're looking for, I'm lucky. I don't turn around, I never come back. I breathe in without asking questions. I breathe out, in the distance, the forest. I hold in, there is nothing that holds me, nothing that holds me. I turn around and everything stands in flames. The phoenix rises from the ashes. Started from the front, the phoenix is born from the ashes. I spread my wings and fly before the red night. And everything stands in flames, because the ashes bring out the phoenix.