As I look into the mirror all I see is a shadow of what I used to be
 This is I - strangled in conformity
 Somewhere deep within, I know the embers glow but the flames refuse to burn
 This is I - dying while trying to live
 
 All I want is to spread the wings of passion
 And break free
 Unfold my leaves like a rose in spring
 And be free
 
 Stripped of every dream, every vision
 Emptiness walks with me
 
 I've looked on my life as a detached spectator
 Watched the passion die away
 A weakened creature is what's left of me, my existence is merely tragedy
 I tremble as I realise that none of my dreams were fulfilled
 
 Locked up, fucked up... I fear the end is near
 I hate myself for what I have done
 
 I want to spread my forgotten wings of passion
 And break free
 Unfold my leaves like a rose in spring
 But this is I - dead among the dead