Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.

And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.

Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.

But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.

Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside dreams who looks inside awakes.

Who looks outside dreams who looks inside awakes.

And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.