I'd like to touch my words

Feel the breath of my thoughts

Strip down my deepest desire

Before my eyes

My sweet blasphemies

I want to abandon blindmans rags

Who stumbles in his dark, cursed prayer

Wake up sleeping sins

And love that I have never experienced

I step on the path

Mystic and yet undiscovered

I pick up flowers

In the garden of forgetfulness

I open up my eyes and I can see...

I can see the light

I been waiting for all my life

So many years

I can see the sun

In the middle of the night

My eyes have seen to many sufferings

Millions of lies

Flowing like a river of blood

From god's mouth