You though I was an angel flying above 
While I am a demon crawling beneath...
Maybe it is time you stop looking into the mirror?

You though I am the hope,
The sparkle of new dawn
When I am a dusk of compassion, 
The vicious flash of never-ending horror. 
Well, whose fault is this,
Mine or yours?

Oh yes, you sang me odes of my glory
Although the only thing that's worthy for my ears 
Is a requiem for life
Mine or yours...