I wanted to live my...my own way
and now my spirit fades away
I've thought I could find my...my own truth
but now I see that I was wrong
now I see - the truth is one
Though yet I'm the living dead
Creeping fear is killing me
lost in the Vale of Tears
trapped by my darkest dreams
how could we beg for just one more chance ?
though all our deeds are an attempt
Though yet I'm the living dead
Few of us claim: we do see
Or You're just a fantasy ?