As I look into the mirror all I see is a shadow of what I used to be This is I - strangled in conformity Somewhere deep within, I know the embers glow but the flames refuse to burn This is I - dying while trying to live
All I want is to spread the wings of passion And break free Unfold my leaves like a rose in spring And be free
Stripped of every dream, every vision Emptiness walks with me
I've looked on my life as a detached spectator Watched the passion die away A weakened creature is what's left of me, my existence is merely tragedy I tremble as I realise that none of my dreams were fulfilled
Locked up, fucked up... I fear the end is near I hate myself for what I have done
I want to spread my forgotten wings of passion And break free Unfold my leaves like a rose in spring But this is I - dead among the dead