Good Old Days - Lion Shepherd

Turn around, man

I’m the voice of your past

The part of your power

With evil within

You know I remember

The good times we had

Well, it’s all gone now

It’s just you and me, again

I am not the devil, you know

The devil’s too old

I’m your reflection, I’m just

The sum of your tears

What I’ve got seems far away

And what is gone now

Becomes my pure reality

And I’m on my own then

Where is this fire

I used to have

The taste of desire

Just fades away

What I’ve got seems far away

And what is gone now

Becomes my pure reality

I’m on my own then

So turn around and hear

My scratchy voice

And if the fire still burns

Tell me — who are you now?