| I would describe it as | |
| A invisible darkness | |
| Casting, a shadow | |
| A blinding black | |
| Guarded, by hope | |
| My soul is kept safe from | |
| The bloody claws | |
| Look the way b'yond | |
| What makes it lets me see | |
| Time after time | |
| For needed misery | |
| My dreams my own | |
| No price for you | |
| I grip them tight and hope for sight | |
| You open my eyes | |
| Wide to see | |
| A moment of clarity | |
| Confusion gone, it's in your hands | |
| Your turn to ask | |
| Why? | |
| Life is like a mystery | |
| With many clues but with few, answers | |
| To tell us what it is | |
| That we, can do to look | |
| For messages, that keep us from the truth | |
| Look the way b'yond | |
| What makes it lets me see | |
| Time after time | |
| For needed misery | |
| My dreams my own | |
| No price for, you | |
| I grip them tight and hope for sight | |
| You open my eyes | |
| Wide to see | |
| A moment, of clarity | |
| Confusion gone, it's in your hands | |
| Your turn to ask | |
| Why? | |
| No God | |
| Why? |