Welcome to my mind, my sanctuary, my prison,
you'll meet a thousand "Me" and you won't be glad to meet 'em...
Come over here look at the perfect "me", he hasn't misbehaved thus he's enjoying in a garden of eden...
Let me show you the "me" who lives in past, he was wounded bad and those wounds are his museum...
Now gaze past that museum, you'll see two shadows, brawling in their self made colosseum...
Follow me I'll show you my dungeon, where I've chained the "me" who had become a "DEMON"...
There's also prison above that dungeon where I torture the "me" who had done treason
He was too kind for his own good that's the only reason why I beat 'em
There's also a place filled with graves of fallen "me" who'll never wake and i call that place a broken mausoleum...
Now you may wonder how we run this kingdom, We elect the one with the most income...
But Pity the "me" who attemted to be free, when he's the one who lost that freedom;
This is no longer his sanctuary, he's no longer the king of this kingdom...
How can you even escape from yourself?
