[00:17.38]The killer lives inside me; yes, I can feel him move.
[00:34.14]Sometimes he's lightly sleeping in the quiet of his room;
[00:50.48]but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine,
[01:00.94]he'll speak my words and slice my mind inside.
[01:11.08]Yes, the killer lives.
[01:27.93]The angels live inside me, I can feel them smile;
[01:43.82]their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind
[02:00.10]and their love can heal the wounds that I have wrought.
[02:09.91]They watch me as I go to fall;
[02:16.21]well, I know I shall be caught
[02:19.86]while the angels live.
[03:21.78]How can I be free?
[03:24.33]How can I get help?
[03:26.25]Am I really me?
[03:28.63]Am I someone else?
[04:59.44]But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytes of gloom
[05:08.32]and Death's Head throws his cloak into the corner of my room
[05:17.09]and I am doomed.
[05:30.49]But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth
[05:39.02]and solemn, waiting Old Man in the gables of the roof:
[05:47.80]he tells me truth.
[07:35.97]And I, too, live inside me and very often don't know who I am;
[07:52.67]I know I'm not a hero;well, I hope that I'm not damned.
[08:08.92]I'm just a man, and killers, angels, all are these,
[08:19.44]dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peace
[08:29.69]as long as Man lives...
[08:46.07]I'm just a man, and killers, angels, all are these:
[08:56.20]dictators, saviours, refugees.