There lies my past, my love, my hate, myself
Endless, twirling, whirling, confusion forever screaming
There, beyond my brain, deep inside my head
There is an endless enigma.
Deep inside my cold black heart there is a love
A love so pure, so true, so beautiful, a love I cannot keep
And yet deeper inside, past that love, there is a hate
A hate so strong, so passionate, so senseless, a hate I cannot bare
There, beyond my heart, deep inside me, there is and endless enigma.
Deep inside my glaring eyes there are sights of a child
A child so innocent, so pure, so carefree, a child I once knew
I see children, laughing, playing, crying, children dancing out of sight
There�that child, sitting alone, crying, watching, wanting�is me�
There, beyond my glaring eyes, deep inside my mind, there is an endless enigma.
Deep inside my twisted mind there is�myself�
Me, sitting alone, crying, laughing, slowly, surely, going mad�
There I am, watching, wondering, wanting, slowly, surely going mad�
There I go, loving, hating, remembering, slowly, surely, going mad�
Deep inside my twisted mind there is an endless enigma.
To my one true love whom I
shall love and care for with Next
all my heart for evermore.