We dream we can save the whole world in the end — Or maybe just one who can no longer stand! While someone else’s blood is burning in me, I’ll walk out alive — even on my knees!
When your body is broken, your soul torn in two,
You search for a station — for something true.
When fear and pain tear your whole world apart,
One road still remains — to the BLOOD STATION START…
You’re tired of ashes, of “hold on,” “survive,”
If blood is a memory, it keeps you alive.
White light above,
The sharp scent of steel,
A stranger appears —
Too calm to be real.
The needle slides in like a whispered “forgive,”
When there’s no way back, no reason to live.
And someone else’s blood is flowing in me,
Not blood full of lies and betrayal — set free.
It doesn’t know why I came to this place — Maybe it gave me a new life, a new name.
We dream we can save the whole world in the end — Or maybe just one who can no longer stand! While someone else’s blood is burning in me, I’ll walk out alive — even on my knees!I’ll walk out alive — even on my knees.
A stranger who never knew anything of me
Gave all his pain, gave his blood to set me free.
He never asked names, he never would judge,
His blood kept on flow — a gift born of love.
My cold met his fate in the silence and red,
I’ll never be who I was before instead.
I searched for forgiveness, for mercy, for peace,
But heard only blood in its quiet release.
And when it went silent, I stepped through the door,
Then I knew who was friend — and who I was fighting for.
We dream we can save the whole world in the end — Or maybe just one who can no longer stand! While someone else’s blood is burning in me, I’ll walk out alive — even on my knees!
