Behind The Glass

In my dreams I'm slowly ascending

the stairway that leads to strength

though I know that my soul is descending

down the path that is dark and filled with sorrow

it is the road many young men have travelled

and surely I will follow

I'm building the strength inside

so that my soul soon like the Phoenix will rise

from the ashes of my true self

which burned in the flames of my own private hell

hell that was given form

by the sick god that lives inside me

he said let there be darkness

and sure as hell the darkness would be

All my dreams have gone to waste

like a stone thrown into a lake

I just want to greet the morning sun

but my endless night has just begun

Staring through a wall of glass

from a cold and empty room

every night I have a dream

where I see myself with you

breaking through to the other side

to the raise of first born light

from behind the glass

where I'm trapped inside

Within my darkest hour

I created my realm of shadows and fear

which I ruled alone

like a failed king whose end is near

but now since the smoke has cleared

the dust that shoved me has settled down

I will leave my empire of despair

cast aside my painful crown

Soon the walls must start to break

my true self will become awake

Soon I hope to greet the morning sun

I'm so misraised to carry on

All my dreams have gone to waste

like a stone thrown into a lake

I just wanna greet the morning sun

but my endless night has just begun

Soon the walls must start to break

my true self will become awake

Soon I hope to greet the morning sun

I'm so misraised to carry on