L'Âme Immortelle

Sitting on a filthy floor
Somewhere in a subway station
Can't handle your life no more
Sick of talk and confrontation

You took the easy way
Out of your misery
Now you're free of all dismay
But time will teach you

Beyond your borrowed dreams
Your whole life turns back to grey
Beyond your borrowed dreams
Your sad life will fade away

Now you're caught in a world
That's exactly how you want it to
But then you are hurled
Back to the life from which you flew