Nothing to fight - how can you defy something that doesn't exist?
I was in torment and it was eternal,
The walls laughed at my fear and I could only stare,

There was nothing with me and they always knew...

I am a victim - a lonely avenger,

Combatting always time's advancing force,
It is my mistress, my master and teacher,
My life, blood, my poison, the rocks on my course,


So I ran through the streets - seemed there was nowhere to hide,
I carried on - fled the fear,

I was sweating and cold with nowhere to go,
And I was alone in the dark,
And the approaching sound that never would stop,

That never could stop - it could only pursure,

I am a victim...


Who could have guessed at the end when the story began?
Dreaming awake by the phone,

With me screaming again - I was alone in my mind,
Seeing clockfaces mocking me twice for the thrill,
Ticking like faces I knew,

There was nothing - then there was something again,

I am a victim...

I am a victim...