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I thought that was right,

I denied ears to them,

It was like a fever ambition,

Inner judgement, I implore.

Too late I must face it,

Guilty or innocent?

Here I am, not a broken hero,

Facing the truth, looking myself at the mirror.

I crossed the forbidden wall,

I was humiliated,

By those who shall pay,

Piercing my soul my path was laid.

Too late I must face it,

Guilty or innocent?

Here I am, not a broken hero,

Facing the truth, looking myself at the mirror.

Oh, father of night and darkness,

Origin of everything,

The very first of all, the empty,

Primal feature of the universe

Too late I must face it,

Guilty or innocent?

Here I am, not a broken hero,

Facing the truth, looking myself at the mirror.

Here I am, not a broken hero,

Facing the truth, looking myself at the mirror.