Did it really make a difference?

Was there strength enough to set me free?

Am I even sure I'm living now?

Or is this some kind of dream?

Is it really that important?

Did I really need to find this way?

Have I never looked inside before?

Have I always been afraid?



The vampire waits on the corner of the street

Past the clown and the words of the preacher

Try to run, but you'll never beat the thief

Are these the faces of The Visitor?



It was there in a desperate breath

It was born from a moment of death

It was held in the weakest of faith

But it seemed to last forever



It was over in a moment of sight

It was gone in a flash of a light

It was lost in the heart of the night

But it seemed to last forever



You're never alone

Take it from me

You're never alone

Just take it from me

Take it from me



Did it really make a difference?

Am I really what I seem to be?

Did I ever truly breathe again?

Or is this some kind of dream?