Look at what I have created, look at what I have done...
Look at what I have created, from the spoiled, the diseased, the sickened origin.
Dig me out, I'll tell you a story about what it's like to be heartless and numb
To be dragged into the grave from the inside out
For I know, I know for sure as I have lived and died
More times than you'll be able to imagine
I once unleashed a beast, forlorn my peace
Either way, dead or alive, it takes away pieces of me, of what I am
Or, to be honest, of what I claimed to be, of what I tried to be
I've lost myself to this disease
This pulsing chaos deep inside of me
This tidal wave engulfing my beliefs in everything, in everyone
I swore I'll never succumb to this but right now I'm forced to run.
Colourblind, I'm trying to find the answers to all the questions surrounding me
All the colours around once scared me, I feared to drown inside them
And right now I cannot see them anymore.
I'm just wishing...
I'm just yearning...
I'm just screaming for eyes to see.
Lead me to truth, give me a reason to fight this sanguine around me
This emptiness inside me.
My inner blackness has faded at least, but for what? Not for a golden age...
...nor for sanguinity, but for a sanguine view through eyes sewn shut.
Even the thaumaturgist won't be able to help me now, as he became insane
Before he met his fate - Laneor took his life away
Though he knew, he welcomed it with open arms
He chose to reach immortality by the hands of death.
Colourblind, I'm trying to find the resistance to all the borders breaking me
All the colours around once scared me, I feared to drown inside them
But right now I cannot see them anymore.
I'm just longing... for you...
I'm just yearning... for a piece of blue...
I'm just screaming for eyes to see.
Lead me to revelation
Lead me to truth, give me a reason to fight this sanguine around me
This emptiness inside me.
This pulsing chaos... deep inside of me...
This pulsing... convulsing... catastrophic... disease...
