A shadow of whoever it was I used to be
Struggles, chained up deep down inside
And cries out the truth whenever I lied And wake me;
And break me;
And shine your lights on that shadow
And erase me from that place where I would hide

A scream from a throat that never bled
Tears through my teeth and blinds the shadow
And locks the doors to that place I would go And thrill me;
And kill me;
And hear the words that I have never said
And tell me about all the things I don't know

A cut from a blade I used to wield
Is all that I have left of the power I held
And no one heard the words that I yelled
And frame me;
And chain me;
And try to tell me that this is how it goes
And tell me that who I am and was will never meld

And my spirit froze, like a gargoyle's smile
Open forever, but never really what it seems
Open forever, purveyor of silent screams
And show me;
And know me;
And tell me all the things I want to know
And help me remember long forgotten dreams

And my spirit moved, broken out of stone
And I take in hand that blade I used to hold
And I cut apart my past from me; new from old
And set me;
And let me;
This is everything they told me not to do
And now I cut myself off from a world this cold

And my chains fell away, lost, but not forgotten
And the windows shatter; barred by iron rods
Dim the lights, let live the shadow, and scorn the odds
And free me;
And be me;
And unleash the dogs of war caged up in my head
And my hands moved again, no longer hands of Gods