الأغاني: Caliban. Stigmata.

I made one step back and reached out my hand
To touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an armour of fear
Observing my image from the outside

I can't believe what's left of myself
I can't believe what's left of myself

I always tried my best and I never justified
I tried so hard but in the end it doesn't even matter
Nobody's out there, no one to hold my hand
No one to hold my hand

I can't believe what's left of myself
I can't believe what's left of myself

My time is up
My time is up
My time is up
My time is up

I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up
I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up

My time is up

I made one step back and reached out my hand
To touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an armour of fear
Observing my image from the outside

I can't believe what's left of myself
I can't believe what's left of myself
I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up
I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up