If I am to tell my story
I'd rather live in hell
My painful song isn't that worthy
Its soul lies in a cell
What should I ask to have an answer?
Cause my beliefs are wrong
And now I am on a stage...but I'm a lonely dancer
And yet I am still asking, to whom do I belong?
My mind is full of darkness but I am still alive
Keep thinking without sleeping, cause I'm afraid of nightmares
I wonder what is faith?Who do I have to strike?
I need to know for sure...who's answering my prayers?
My reasons for my actions are far from being solved
My motivating self is lost in time and motion
Nothing can change me now, my soul is still involved
In sorrow and regrets and powerful emotion
A chance to freeze my time is yet impossible
A life without a living is like an empty bottle
I tried to be that person nice and likable
I noticed I solve nothing, I keep blocking myself
I must awake my evil part, my desire for cold blood
I'll leave my innocence and heart on a broken shelf
I will embrace my darkness and I won't fall in mud
I will feed my pain with hate and deadly poison
I'll be a restless warrior with a wild calling for killing
You know I won't be merciful. I'm thinking like a lion
The torture won't be easy, it will be slow and thrilling.
The story of my life will be an endless nightmare
For those who'll try to stop me, fulfilling my desires
My anger is my weapon and yet I deeply swear
Someday I might return to my ball of fire
Full of beliefs and faith, hope and happiness
Maybe I will bring back my beating heart and smile
Maybe I will forget my thoughts and sadness
I will go back in time and hope this won't be worthless.
