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They told me when I was young that I would change |
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What I once saw would become like everything else |
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The same - |
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The open eyes of youth would close down just to cracks |
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I would - never again see the real world |
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Just like the rest, I'd turn my back |
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I told them once when I was young |
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That it was too late for me to change |
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I couldn't ignore the facts |
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The reality that brought this incredible pain |
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(Chorus:) |
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Scars within my flesh and soul |
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Stayed just for show |
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Seeing, I felt and saw things |
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Others could never know |
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They tell me now to turn my head |
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So that I may rest at peace |
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But ignoring the things that I know |
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Would be living a life of deceit |
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The perversion of love and the power of hate |
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Lie deep inside my head |
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I can't turn to ignorance - |
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The life of the wordly blind |
