Sensations, curse me and my ways Force-feed me blind on empty days Today, my faith was lost again A grave was dug to mourn its loss And in this grave I keep my friends Loneliness, impure urges And the pain that only I can bring A mouthful of dust and guilt A season of haste and wilt And to this day I'll search for you To nurse and clean My mouthful of dust and guilt Come forever Come blindness Come bringing forth The pain of logic and reason That hides in here And for my dreams I'll pay dearly Forfeit my rights to see clearly Your flaws, my flaws In all of our ways