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