The shadows dance upon my bedroom wall Swallowing the light, I struggle to hold There's a voice deep down, a dark and hollow ring Whispering secrets, trying to drag me down It's a distorted mirror I can't seem to break A familiar face that makes my hand still shake The line is blurring between the right and the wrong And the battle starts before the break of dawn Oh, the devil in I, he is no stranger, he's an old friend A soul parasite, waiting for the very end I feed him, I hate him, yet I call him by my name The price of freedom is always the pain The devil in I, he will not leave, he only smiles He says: You are me, why do you walk for miles? His eyes are mine, but the vision is cold and bare He thrives on the chaos that my own mind can share I lock him up in chains of reason and of grace But he gnaws them down, reminds me of my life's disgrace It's a distorted mirror I can't seem to break A familiar face that makes my hand still shake The line is blurring between the right and the wrong And the battle starts before the break of dawn Oh, the devil in I, he is no stranger, he's an old friend A soul parasite, waiting for the very end I feed him, I hate him, yet I call him by my name The price of freedom is always the pain The devil in I, he will not leave, he only smiles He says: You are me, why do you walk for miles? They told me to exorcise, to pray, to run away But how do you escape from something that lives and breathes inside your clay? I realized the peace is not to fight and to win But to embrace the fire, so I can start again Oh, the devil in I, he is no stranger, he's an old friend A soul parasite, waiting for the very end I feed him, I hate him, yet I call him by my name The price of freedom is always the pain The devil in I, he will not leave, he only smiles He says: You are me, why do you walk for miles? The devil in I Is me