Who can tell me?   Who can tell me where things went wrong, Why the ground shook, Why the trees fell, Why the sky roared with the sounds of my screams, No, please no, I don't want to be alone...   No, not again...   And who can tell me why I am in this little glass cage, With walls like ice, And a floor of cold concrete, To lay my head on, To lay my head on...   Oh God, oh God...   And who the fuck can tell me, Why the walls bleed, Why my heart screams, To be free of this prison...   I am free, I am free...   But who, in God's name, will tell me the truth, About who struck me blind, With a fist like iron, with a heart like stone...   Don't look, don't look...   When I shed these blinders, who will I see, Who will hold my hand and not let me fall...   I'm alone, I'm alone...   And when I finally open my eyes, I will say...   It was me, it always was me...