In the desert of my thousand-year-old slumber I'm only haunted by the memories of a life Been a mighty angel, I have been a hunter But now I'm dreaming like a shelterless child When sometimes I open my eyes I see my garden A wild jungle that is sheltering my pain I am a prisoner and I am my only warden Once I broke free but never, never again I hold this flower in my hand To feel it crumble into sand Wanna go, wanna know, wanna dive back into the life I wanna feel, wanna se what I'm missing all the time So I'm on my way once again and I leave these scars far behind, and All the sins, all the pain will be fading from my mind Where am I? What am I? Tell me there is a where and a why Where am I? What am I? Am I the only to live a lie? I hold this flower in my hand To feel it crumble into sand Now I am no more than the dead My life is all inside my head I hold this flower in my hand To feel it crumble into sand Now I am no more than the dead My life is all inside my head