I wake up to the sound of silence,
A mirror reflects a face unknown,
The shadows dance, but I stand still,
In this world, I feel alone.

I search the depths of my mind,
For something real, for something to find.
Is there a place where I belong?
Or am I just a ghost all along?

Who am I, beneath the sky?
A fading star, a question why?
I roam the tides of time and space,
But still can't find my own true face.

A thousand voices call my name,
But none of them feel like they're mine.
I chase the echoes in the rain,
Lost in the maze of my own design.

I stand at the edge of the void,
Seeking the truth I've long destroyed.
Will I discover what I’ve concealed,
Or is my fate forever sealed?


Who am I, beneath the sky?
A fading star, a question why?
I roam the tides of time and space,
But still can't find my own true face.


Every turn, every fall,
I feel like I've seen it all.
But still, the question lingers high:
Who am I? Who am I?


Who am I, beneath the sky?
A fading star, a question why?
I roam the tides of time and space,
But still can't find my own true face.


And as the night begins to die,
I wonder… Who am I?