What is real?
I can’t see it clearly...
Shadows on my eyes, low noises are heard
I feel the cold beneath my feet
And my senses now are lost

Have I been corrupted?

It seems like a punishment
someone is trying to tell me something
I can’t distinguish what is real... I agonize...
In a twisted pain
A storm raises in my head

(Chorus)
I’m losing myself
I’m losing myself
I’m losing myself
It’s time to free yourself - In this hell
It’s time to feel yourself - In this hell
It’s time to free yourself - From this hell

Suddenly I’m waking... "strange places..."
Surrounded by unknown things...
It is a puzzle?
What am I doing here "is it real?"
Questions without answers tormenting me...

There’s an answer that no one has told
I feel the fire that burns my flesh
And my skin are now being ripped
Freedom to my dammed angel
Unleash my demon so I can beat him
Releasing my soul, forces around us
From the shadows and light they arise

We must balance the forces of life
Good and evil, wrong or right
Let the demons and angels fight
To protect the free will
Cause we have the right of choice
Choose what is right, I’m choosing life

I’m losing myself
I’m losing myself
I’m losing myself
It’s time to free yourself - In this hell
It’s time to feel yourself - In this hell
It’s time to free yourself - From this hell

"I forgive you my demon
But now it’s time for you to leave me..."