[Words: A. Looström Music: T. Björn, A. Looström, S.
Johansson, M. Wead]


Protected from the maze, the outside world
Empty eyes, distorted face
Without mental penetration from the wicked civilization


This isolated cold asylum an unforgiving salvation
She's a prodigy so very pure and delicate


Take her away to a place she can stay
Away from this gateway to madness


Turmoil feelings comes in random
A princess from the tragic kingdom

Given shelter from decline
Not a taste of life nor wine


Beyond all recognition, a piece a thing
The art of suffering
Today'll be yesterday tomorrow

In this chamber of sorrow

Take her away to a place she can stay

Away from this gateway to madness