Did it really make a difference? 

Was there strength enough to set me free? 

Am I even sure I'm living now? 

Or is this some kind of dream? 

Is it really that important? 

Did I really need to find this way? 

Have I never looked inside before? 

Have I always been afraid? 


The vampire waits on the corner of the street 

Past the clown and the words of the preacher 

Try to run, but you'll never beat the thief 

Are these the faces of The Visitor? 


It was there in a desperate breath 

It was born from a moment of death 

It was held in the weakest of faith 

But it seemed to last forever 


It was over in a moment of sight 

It was gone in a flash of a light 

It was lost in the heart of the night 

But it seemed to last forever 


You're never alone 

Take it from me 

You're never alone 

Just take it from me 

Take it from me 


Did it really make a difference? 

Am I really what I seem to be? 

Did I ever truly breathe again? 

Or is this some kind of dream?