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