Из альбома: Grand Materia
Here I am seven centuries away
From the discovery
That led this way
My eyes can testify to miracles
You wont believe the things I've seen
In my immortal life
I see the truth behind every lie
And I sense who shall live
And who shall die
The knowledge of the blind humanity
Where insanity controls the world - I weep
Open up your eyes
Knowing just as I
Blind
You are blind
Blind
The room bulges and every atom is pulsating.
The hollow sound of a wind chime rings pleasantly
In the distance. my fear is gone and a feeling of
Calm is spreading through my body.
Your chime
Is calling
I'm coming
I'm yours
Oh, time
Nothing
Matters to me anymore
I am harvested by the scythe of time
I'm not the virus that I where before
Time will heal all wounds - I'm sure
Its ascending, descending course
Strikes with out remorse
Finally it finds
The scythe of time hits blind
Blind
You are blind
Blind
Time strikes blind