Reaching to nowhere, fearing myself
What happened to me, I don’t know
Bleeding for nothing, feeling unknown
What happened to you, I don’t know

...When I look myself from the mirror
I see an Invisible creature
It waits inside me, for the day
The day, which will release it.

Reaching to nowhere, fearing the thoughts
What is real to me, I don’t know
Hate and rage, feelings of love
What happened to you, now I know

Am I not supposed to have what I want
What am I supposed to do?
Life is a beautiful thing, when you watch it through the glass
… My glass is broken
Broken into the pieces

When you look at yourself what do you see?
I see an Invisible Creature
It waits inside you, for the day
The day, when I’ll release it

I had to make this long trip to realize
That sometimes the dead is better
I had to look myself so many times
To realize that dead is better