So they warn me, as the greater height to which I fly, the farther I will fall.

And I see myself the pave is already littered with shattered dreams.

But I say I've had enough of holding back my heart;

Love and reason are fire and stone;

life and flesh;

well split and not the same.

Words of wisdom fall by now

And melt upon the ground.

To win or ruin I tear down my door;

Open for the winds come they north or south;

east or west;

I will not fight amore.

Who knows the truth - truth or lie, I surrender to my dreams.

Yes, and I may live or die. I've jumped now.

I will not fight amore.