It's all superiority; Your wildest dreams, A yearning notoriety; Knife in back, end justifies the means Live atop the highest peak, Plated in gold, The altitude will make you weak; As you fall you'll see your name dissolve. A fantasy that will not hide The casualty that lives inside Reality will always be A lingering memory It's all so very saleable; With a lie on your face, The taste you bring is unbearable - But taste can be so easily erased. Ambition lies in distant dreams; You're a king with no crown - As you're left to walk the same old streets, With the pain that haunts you in your cold hometown A fantasy that will not hide The casualty that lives inside Reality will always be A lingering memory (Keys Solo) A fantasy that will not hide The casualty that lives inside Reality will always be A lingering memory The time will come and you will know - The demons come to overthrow; When all of this will cease to be; A memory to you and me.