I'm staring at the mirrorAs the shadows plague my roomIn every risen hero there's a choir that resumesI used to be a soldier but a painter I becameI used to walk on water but now I fan the flameOh the dizziness of traffic as her garden starts to witherShe opens up her violin so the darkness can forgive herAnd today we'll crucify the fearAs love reclaims the atmosphereThere is guidance in transition when the body starts to rustThe earth begins to rumble and the particles of dust relayThat message of decayOh the dizziness of traffic as her garden starts to witherShe opens up her violin so the darkness can forgive herAnd today we'll crucify the fearAs love reclaims the atmosphereBe honest in transition when preparing for the feastSend blessings to your critics and careful with the least of theseRelease the prisoners free