The moments in between the words I hear you speaknAre desolate and clean and leave me feeling weaknI just want to see the beautiful world in my dreamsnBut all I see is me in the center of all I seeknnNow I feel like a ghost in a world that is fadingnAll I've been taught to recall simply fails to persuade menThe truth tends to sting while it healsnAnd the only way back is screaming the wordsnnOh my God what have I become?nI feel this fire burnnBurn till I'm undone and never to returnnnI remember when the wind brought heaven's scentnAnd the stars that filled the skynDrew a line between you and InnOh my God what have I become?nI feel this fire burnnBurn till I'm undone and never to returnnnLift up your voice loudnI declare myself this hournSimply dust that's entrusted with such a peculiar powernnOh my God what have I become?nI feel this fire burnnBurn 'till I'm undone, never to returnnnThere's nothing like living, asleep in some hazy dreamnThen your eyes open to see what they've never seennOh the first time that my gaze fell upon this placenHow I shudder to think what I've become