My eyes are not blind but still they can't see to the other side sometimes they're in our minds reminding how it sometimes was I repent my own existence I want to look back inside embryonic world My eyes... but still... sometimes they're... reminding... Years of the decay are back and I'm insane Strange voices whisper my name calling me to join their game while I'm in sleep, so deep and sweet the past wakes me up and I've learned to see