He was a creative person. So fragile inside   He was the King of himself. Invincible warrior   Made strong to defend the weak. After all legitimate   Everyone knew except him. He had those X-ray eyes      He really thought that love was this nasty violent game   He thought he was the fortunate one with all the scars   and the ball and chain   Reception of despise. Didn´t know what else it could have been   Intact life -He never got to live that way. It went to extremes   Then the misery filled his large vacuum      It felt so good in a dream   But this one is very real   And nothing wakes you up      Self-esteem began to vacillate by the evil words   Cried like a suicide wish. Needed a shelter from her   Once again he swallowed the words. Forever love in the name of chains   Everyone knew except him. He had those X-ray eyes   He really though      He was a creative person. Now dead inside   Once known as the King of this world. Dictator ruler   But somehow he was dethroned by a revolution   He has these X-ray eyes and now he´s watching through