In my life are reflections
of things to come
of what is to be
and what has beckoned me
to the edge of my dream
a final last scene
that soon will become
what I will no longer find

I feel the emotions
as the heart turns cold
looking through a mirror
at faces I can't see
now that are only illusions
that won't come much clearer
as it draws me closer and nearer
to the reality of my mind
that I can no longer hold

I hear the echoes
the screams of my cries
as the soul in me dies
as the light inside hides
through darkness of my shadows
a sadness of pain and misery
that leaves the happiness behind
of all that I use to know
such a long time ago
where all what I would feel
now don't seem real
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