Colours I have never seen
Shapes that should not have been
My limbs that I am losing
My mind this fear is confusing
My sight, but I see with no eyes
Mark my words, which now mean nothing but lies
The world within my imagination
(Going) through the transformation
Yes, you're a blind man
Lost in the dark
You wish to wake but how?
Yes you're a blind man
Caught in the cage
You wish to find the way out
The world as we know it
I never doubted
Stumbling on my only reward
Do I belong to something
That's not the same (any more) as it used to be
Something (once) called an emotion
I'm so sure that is long
Much longer than my existence
I'm so sure that is old
Much older than our existence