Varyn: Is this me?

Is this me? Really me?
Is this my dead end?
Is it truth or lies I see?
No way, just a blind bend.

Memories of loved to be
are lost, there's left no friend.
Shall I go for to be free
forever leave this land?

Stop these dreams, vision things!
Stop the pain, alcohol, hated drink!
All is lost, all in vain.
No, I'm not insane.
Believe me, I'm not insane.
No, I'm not insane!