When was I was a child I dreamed of the things I’d do
The things I’d see and goals I’d achieve
I walked the paths of my ancestors, they walked beside
A thousand choices before me, no endings in sight
I heard the voices on the wind, they pointed the way
But life can be hard when you are young, when you are young
So many different paths to choose from, to choose from
I lost my way when I was young, when I was young
Forgotten and afraid all I could do was carry on
Looking back that child is dead, buried and gone
Looking back since then what have I done, what have I done?
Looking back no battles have I fought, no honor won
Looking back what great deeds have I done?
What songs shall be sung?
Growing up in the forests of iron, no more did I dream but the voices still spoke
No longer did I listen, no longer did I hear
Through mountains of glass across the streams of cement
The path lay ahead yet I wandered away
To gold and to silver, drawn to obey
To greed and desire I lost my way
Strayed so far, so far away
The path that I walk, I walk it alone
I take what you have, I reap what you’ve sown
Lost in this life, every bad choice I choose
Nothing matters now I have nothing to lose (2x)

But life can be hard when you are young, when you are young
So many wrong paths to choose from, to choose from
I lost my way when I was young, when I was young
Forgotten and afraid, now all I can do is carry on
And then I grew old and realized I’d lived my life in fear
Ridden the storms of chaos thinking I could steer
And then I grew old and realized I’d lived my life in fear
Giving in to despair was easier than fighting to get clear
Racing to the end I trample those in my way
I still hear the voices yet I can't tell what they say
Eyes closed, every wrong choice I choose
Nothing matters now I have nothing to lose (2x)
Staring back I recoil in horror, the path that I’ve walked on covered in bones
Looking down I realize I know them, they were my ancestors who pointed the way
Gone are their voices, their faces fade away, cold becomes the air, dark becomes the day
Looking up I suddenly see a woman half flesh, half bone staring down at me

Standing before the throne of beauty and of bone
I gaze in despair as the truth is laid bare
Two halves upon a throne her face of beauty and of bone
A mirror for her eyes in reflection my disguise (2x)