I had this strange dream that last night
And I woke up soaked in sweat
Stinking of fear and weakness

With this bitter and familiar taste in my mouth
The taste of defeat, the taste of waste
I think I stayed asleep for too long

I bent my spine my whole life
I burnt the meadow of my desires
I offered you my heart on a silver tray

You ate it, shat it and ate it again
I gave you my vessel
You have happily burnt it slowly

I watch the dripping candle of my desires
They are not all gone to ashes
I touch the shivery flame of my fantasies
Although flickering it still burns my fingers

But today that's you Mr Liar
That’s you I'm going to watch burn slowly

I am the end of your story
I am the end of your era

I watch the dripping candle of my desires
They are not all gone to ashes
I touch the shivery flame of my fantasies
Although flickering it still burns my fingers

The curtain has fallen
The barriers have broken
And heads will start rolling

I am the end of your story
I am the end of your era

I will never be this lifeless instrument
I will carry my torch to the highest peaks