A long time ago, I forgot how to cry
All alone between these walls, for days and days.
People always tell me that I'm dead...
Death carries a name: your name!
To me, everything has a price... What's yours?
What price will I pay? Maybe my life?
I have paid with my life
The belief that I
Would always enjoy
Your love.
I thought that I was a king because I was with you:
I built a castle for you, with both blood and laughter.
I have paid with my life
The belief that I
Would always enjoy
Your love.
Queen Bee, what have I been?
What did you give me to turn me into what I am?
I have paid with my life
The belief that I
Would always enjoy
Your love.
And now that I'm dying, I'm dying all alone!
I'm a story by the fire...
I'm like the mist; I'm a memory
In the minds of dreamers...