Cold, black eyes stare at me
Wondering where I am from
Can't you see, I am like you
A failure, a broken soul
Waiting to be healed, renewed
Take my hand and show me
The world from a different view
Cease the moment in your hands
Gaze upon it, cherish it
For what I see is a perfect world
Carefree world, yet here I see
An impure, tormented world
Wake me of these awful dreams
Show me what really goes on
