Somebody's shouting up at the mountain, only my own words return Nobody's up there, it's a deception, when will I am heard? I'm alone here, with emptiness, egos and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body, I'm whispering pictures of hope Wondering blindly, how can they find me? Maybe they don't even know My body is shaking, anticipating the call of a black cricket I'm alone here, with emptiness, egos and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body, I'm talking with pictures of hope Instrumental Here in this prison of my own making, year after day I have grown Into a hero, but there's no worship, where have they hidden my throne? I'm alone here, with emptiness, egos and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body, I'm screaming out pictures of hope Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental Instrumental