O' how faceless! How pitiful I've become A soft impersonation of who I am I'm outnumbered and made to fold Now an offed and spent reflection has stained the glass I once dreamed of a bittersweet end And I'm done correcting most flaws 'Cause who am I to ever be anything? I've blown through the pages And no hope for perfect sight I'm in denial But I'm not a coward! For when I had it all I had the courage to let things go Yet in the final hour I was not good enough I'd not the strength to push things through You'd find me face down—alone The blinding glimmer of the king's crown Should never have tainted this mind I'd rather fail than lie again! But I'm not a coward! For when I had it all I had the courage to let things go Yet in the final hour I was not good enough I'd not the strength to push things through O' I stood with a fist full of anger! I lashed out and clawed at the door Your cage could no longer contain me For I was feeling that weight lift off That's me in the front of the chamber! That's me who I saw in the glass! Your cage could no longer contain me! I was free Now to keep that promise I'd made Windfall called me To slay any wicked things that stand in my way Hoping I'd find you in slumber soon