I saw an angel from heaven, And he looked at me. "I think I've seen your face". And then, when he smiled at me, The devil showed his cards: The delusion of bliss. I can't make it go away. Inside myself, There's a void that seeks a glimmer of light. Will this end with my dreary soul? Will your voice make me go astray? Thrown into the trench, Like a toxic waste, to my end. Is this the real me? And he kept blurring all the lines That remained by my conscious side With no way out to find. I can't make it go away. Inside myself, There's a void that seeks a glimmer of light. Will this end with my dreary soul? Will your voice make me go astray? Why am I still trapped in this senseless misery? Will this end with my dreary soul? Will your voice make me go astray? Oh my god, now I realised The thing I hate the most is me.