the cage that I am in
is made of fear

you turn your head away
I am still here

and in the night
I bet you hear me scream

I bet you feel my terror
when you dream

I am your shadow
I am here to stay

I am you
I will never go away

LET ME OUT

let me fly
let me be free

I will not rest
until I find the key

The story that you tell yourself,
is nothing more than a spell...
Spells can be broken.
The real you awaits,
the evolution of your soul.
Like a caterpillar the ego
must go.