There's no place to hide,
And there's nowhere to run.
Is there any reason
to live or to die?
Do we need to be
winners, teachers or kings?
Or maybe some angels
With invisible wings?
Why all those wishes,
Sorrow and pain?
All will be lost
Like tears in the rain!
There's no need to believe
In heaven or hell:
The shadows will be gone,
But the Light will remain.