Stigmata

Caliban

I made one step back and reached out my hand
To touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an amour of fear
Observing my image from the outside

I can't believe what's left of myself

I always tried my best and I never justified
I tried so hard but in the end it doesn't even matter
Nobody's out there, no one to hold my hand

I can't believe what's left of myself

My time is up

I feel like I'm gone as long before - my time is up

My time is up
I made one step back and reached out my hand
To touch my picture in the mirror
I'm sticking in an armor of fear
Observing my image from the outside

I can't believe what's left of myself
I feel like I'm gone as long before, my time is up