My Shadow Self — Mortal Love

What truth there is left, what hope might still live I think I can feel it, I think I believe it

Gone is the darkness that I once called my home Or have I become it? Am I still alone?

What love might have lived, what heart might still beat I think I can feel it, I think I believe it

Gone is the darkness that I once called my home Or have I become it? Am I still alone? Gone is the fear. or at least so it might seem Is this the one of which I know I cannot dream.

What love might have lived, what heart might still beat

Gone is the darkness that I once called my home Or have I become it? Am I still alone? Gone is the fear. or at least so it might seem Is this the one of which I know I cannot dream.