I just wanna show you how it looks in me
As my innermost turns outwards
Things that are not beautiful will not interest you
You will always see my shell
There are feelings, that grow slowly
Because I cannot forget
And all the people who have always ignored me
That now arrive at their goal
What you see here
Is somewhat like an hologram
Or a clone without an original
What we see here
Is a king of hologram
Cold and neutral
What you hear now, that's my letter about the story
From someone, who can't sleep anymore
A cry for help or the hope for a way out
And I can also start struggling
If there is justice
She writes in my fate
About which I can change something
Takes my corpse and gives it a soul
Probably then will I start living