I'm a ballerina spinning in a snow globe

I'm a puppet trapped in a mirror

My soul dispersed like dandelion seeds

In the most gentle breeze

The only thing left of me right now

Is one pair of tunnels leading to the darkness of my mind

I feel euphoric in lunatic amusement park

Until the hours melt in the fire of suffering

My body becomes catatonic like a deformed statue

While burning...