Please remember me as the one I was before,

when there were no sins cast by my now cold hands.

Truth just shows that this world is an ugly place

we are meant to fall for somewhere during life.

Despite this darkness, there's still light to be found.

I've always believed it is you. Aren't you?

Please tell me it is true. For there is nothing else for me,

no other hope left to keep me from falling totally.

I just can't think of someone else than you to go,

no one else who would understand, take me as I am.

Aren't you calling for me through all the shadows?

I feel like I hear a gentle voice reaching out

for the one I've killed and lost, my true self.

It is saddening to see who I've been and what I had.

It shatters me to realise what is gone and what I am.

(That far away from me? That far away from home?)

Yet you keep on calling out the name I've long forgotten.

And I still try to follow you, to come to you, into your arms.