| Cold sweat dreaming | |
| Am I awake? | |
| I feel drained | |
| With fevered screaming | |
| My thoughts, they break | |
| I am pained | |
| Lights are flickering down the wall | |
| And my eyes, they burn | |
| An angel's voice then starts to talk | |
| Hypnotized, my head I turn | |
| I have started many miles away | |
| To find our hero | |
| And to finally lead him astray | |
| Oh, is it me they call hero? | |
| Oh, is it me they await? | |
| Oh, is it me they call hero? | |
| Heroes are there to change fate | |
| Wheezing winds slit my ears | |
| It's hard to breathe | |
| My eyes, they water | |
| My eyelids hurt | |
| It's hart to see | |
| Try to figure out the way | |
| I am flying | |
| What's this journey all about? | |
| Again the angel heaves a sigh | |
| I have started many miles away | |
| To find our hero | |
| And to finally lead him astray | |
| Oh, is it me they call hero? | |
| Oh, is it me they await? | |
| Oh, is it me they call hero? | |
| Heroes are there to change fate | |
| Yeah, it is me they call hero | |
| Yeah, it is me they await | |
| Yeah, it is me they call hero | |
| Heroes are there to change fate |