| My memories lie carved | |
| With words that formed in time | |
| In the milestones of my life | |
| All my mistakes are buried deep beneath | |
| The mountain of my grief | |
| Believe me | |
| All that I ever was is now a blur | |
| Believe me | |
| From the burden cast upon my soul | |
| Now | |
| I turn to stone | |
| And I watch the days go by | |
| I turn to stone | |
| And I will never die | |
| Never, never die | |
| You think I'm nothing but | |
| A sentence on a tomb | |
| In a graveyard without name | |
| You may read my epitaph | |
| But don't try to understand the nature | |
| Of the face behind the frame |