I walk the grey hallways of my mind
Always pondering on my life
My past sins and transgressions
All the people that I hurt
All the people that I helped

Some have seen me as the devil himself
Others look upon me and they see an angel
A few has seen their god through me

Whatever and who ever I may be
I have always been myself and no one else

I may have held masks to hide myself
But behind it all I was always there
Always observing every little thing
Not always telling my own thoughts

Life is in many ways a game
Or rather like a dance
Where no one knows the rules or the steps

They say that every person has a destiny or a purpose
I left destiny behind a long time ago together with god
Once I had a purpose, but I lost it along the way

But how do I exist without purpose I hear you protesting...
I choose to be without destiny, god and purpose to be free
So I can pursue what I want to

I choose my own path and my own end whenever it comes