Adeline,
I'm not the man behind the mask, not anymore, I'm not even there.
A shadow from your past, a dream of your yesterday, and a fading desire once belonged to you.
I know, my prince i know.
You're still the same man behind the mask, the emptiness that once destroyed my life.
Thank you.
But I'm not your social experiment anymore. I consumed my chains, chewing my way out.
Without you, I'm a free, unprotected vine. The wind belongs to me.