Once we where like one, but now it seems you just copied me. Who do you cling to now, in a quest for personality? Your dependence is endless, but who's hiding inside? That face will always be a mask, a charade of false pride! Deny your life, your hands are tied, don't you hesitate sometimes? I am that voice inside! The mirror of aversion contains a lifeless being, don't you feel this burning fire? Don't you sense any responsibility? Lost every touch with reality, drowning in admiration for a temporary hero, probably, the next step down into captivity. Never to look before you leap! You always seem to find a clean sheet! Just repeat! On a leash ... Deny your life, your hands are tied, don't you hesitate sometimes? I am that voice inside! That consentious cry, that voice inside.