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Am I locked inside my head

Divined by two natures?

Can I ask myself for that?

Where I am? Tell me the truth

Am I monster? Am I freak?

Perfect infect to disease

Or just helpless tiny worm

And I must to hurt, to squirm

I beat strong about the walls

May it's prison for a crime

I already heard these words:

"Awake, it's time!"

Grossly screech in that warmest fullmoon night

I beseech - it's time, set me free to light

I hide outside of dark

My empty soul callmark

You want look from within

Don't be scared - there is nothing

A broken glass my life

Are bleeding scars from knife

Inside my world is dark

And empty soul - dead's mark

My flesh swell chrysalis

A growing sound - heartbeat

Who am I, a butterfly?

Or death comes from inside?

And crumbling chrysalis

And cracking at the seams

And dead flesh falls off

There something terrible grows off

The small rotten ball there

Died long time ago in lair

Naive soul of embryo

Dreamed of may flying once

You're living with your dream

You know what hides within

Don't wait until you die

Break chrysalis and you can fly