My starving eyes
Drunk to see
We've waited so long
Blind
Neither living nor dead
We could have died to see the world in bloom
Poisonous eye
The eyes of men, they withered in the sun
And reason enslaves us no longer
Yet vision is all that mathers
To a wayward traveller
Another dream... another dream is all we are longing for
In every shade, a fragment of light,
In every shape, every colour, the chasms of solitude
In the temple of truth, we were burning
And we saw the dim sun swallow the sky
Cast out by the scorn of men
In the desert of faces
Can we live without shame?
Can we die without pride?
Poisonous eye
All joy is gone
Seven eyes to see
All joy is gone
Seven eyes to bleed
