I wanted to be free
I wanted something real
Always needed something more
Now I'm standing still and sore

Torn dreams and blackouts
White lights shining bright
I hear your voice screaming loud
My heart is a grave, at least I'll see you by my side

What's it for, I fail to know
Everything is dead and gone
Sad reflections, they are like a pale glow
Walls and figures in an endless row