All I Know

Somewhere, 
someone has turned my thoughts 
into nightmares. 
Somehow their words 
are now my orn, and I'm sure 

they can take all I know 
and break it to pieces, 
they can take all I know. 

Somewhere, 
someone is on the run 
with my true self, 
leaving a shadown on my wall. 
Somehow the wounds are always there 
in the mirror, 
somehow the horror never stops, 

And I'm sure 
you can take all I know 
and break it to pieces, 
every trace of my love 
is lost in the fire. 
Lléname de melancolía. 
Truth falls bellow the ideal