Ive been trying to figure out what it all means to me,
But now I'm stuck here staring through the mirror at the lives Ive lived
Forgotten days of memories that's been swept away from my eyes
Trapped between these worlds of memories
I'm reaching out for the heroes of the ancient days gone by
the befallen and the begotten triumphs of my punctured worlds
Trapped between love and hate.
Staring with these new eyes I see the people as they really are
Devoted to themselves to find a place of peace
Somewhere to rest the rest of their lives on
But I'm caught between these pillows of your tainted love