My revolution is alone in a crowd
Abandoned in the valley of hypocrisy
Caught between the past and present,
I'd rather be an unknown observer.
Incomplete circle of my beliefs
Is tightening around my neck
Please let me be the bullet in your head
Shake with my razor hands and die.
Constant fear, unsatisfied anger
My neverending story, my neverending flame
With screaming face in an unblemished mirror
I am the worst dream you have ever dreamed
It's love, it's pa**ion, it's freedom