He controls my every move, although I feel I am my own boss
But deep inside, I know my mind is playing tricks on me
I am not free to think what I want, to live how I want

He is the reason

He lives my life

I try, oh dear God, I try to get away but my chains won't let me

I choke

I am sure he means trouble but an obscure part of me refuses to believe
Drowning in all the tears I shed

Infatuated with love

Blinded by the lights

Even a stoic needs to reveal his deepest emotions but he is different
Sometimes I doubt he is a human being
Rageful eyes, ready to kill with one simple look
The urge to crush someone gives him such power
Higher than the world, no more weakness

Immortality

No one can harm him, no compassion, he is nothing but a bitter cold man
His heart has been replaced with an icey rock
Not even the hottest sun could make it melt

Darkness

And yet I believe he is weak, I see it in his eyes, if only for one second

In search of his reality

Drama happens inside the core
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Life is easy, it's the people who make it hard