Who Are You

Who are you?

The same question almost every day

These bleak eyes in the mirror aren't mine

Who are you?

Every day -- I can't remember

I am a proud man

And life is no misery at all

I am a proud man

husband - father

And life smells good

But...

Who am I?

These bleak eyes in the mirror aren't mine

Somewhere inside

Are withered pictures

Almost untrue

Drowned in wine

Kissed away

But...

Who am I?

These bleak eyes in the mirror aren't mine

A rusty armament

A broken sword

Blood stained memories

Resurging - resurging

I had to burn a fucking kingdom

But...

Who am I?

These bleak eyes in the mirror are mine...