Resting in peace in this sanitarium of years. 
Wandering trough it's halls like the queen of ghosts. 
No memories are worth of remembering - 
and all that means
are the kisses upon my wrists - 
the metal loves it's wounds. 

I am born as nobody. 
I am the sounds you never hear. 

And the voices in my head - they take me everywhere. 

There is nothing to fear,
sings the darkness as my heart. 

Please tear me apart
and I will tame you. 
Time will follow.

I am gone.