I walk alone, in the woods again,
I’m a tramp in the darkness of the day
I’m a lost dewdrop of tomorrow’s eve,
I’m a blessing that took the wrong way.
I’m a visitor on Earth,
I’m a lost navigator,
lost, in my own simple maze.
I’m a false belief you believe in,
An illusion, their prey,
unbelievable, invisible, am I.
I’m a hollow box of vision,
foresight in me confides,
I’m inhuman, though as natural as it gets.
I’m a room full of emptiness,
the storm that brings you rain,
I’m a child,
an orphan of the past.
I’m a mistaken error,
uncorrected I stand,
I’m trying to receive what I’ve gotten.
I’m a streetlight survivor
on the streets of the insane,
I’m a thinker, a player,
an imaginary phase.
I’m a priest,
I’m a slayer today.

Now that I envision the end of the day,
Now that I can question existence
Now that I can pray to what I have no faith in,
I travel the path that I’ve traced.
I’m followed, I’m driven,
as I try to sustain
the life that is breathing in me
But I know not who I am now,
I’m faint in this daze,
I’m a soul, trapped in this cage.
I believe in believing, I believe in being me
So am I the light of your day?
Need I tell you what I feel,
Can’t you ever burn through me,
Fire, did you set my world ablaze?
I’ve given up, it’s all over,
the battle’s begun,
the arrow has just lost it’s way…