In the mirror, a crowd stares back at me Faces of who I am and who I'll never be A whispering chorus in a mind set free Voices of strangers, the ones I can't flee I'm the puppet, the puppeteer in disguise Pulling my strings under watchful skies Am I the madman, or just the stage? Caught in a war that I wage I'm dancing with shadows, talking to the wall The voices call, in the night they crawl A symphony of madness, a carnival of glee Is this the brink of insanity? A masquerade where I play all parts Jester and king of broken hearts Reflections laugh with a sinister sneer In the echo of madness, nothing is clear I spin in circles, a dizzying spree A carousel of chaos, can't break free Who's the real, who's the fake? In this mental earthquake I'm singing with silence, screaming in the void The whispers loud, they can't be destroyed A chorus of personas, a parade of strife Is this the curse of my inner life?