If the solar eye of the firmament
Could pass on the cold in my heart
If I could ever push the ship of wrath
Through the seas of my caressing soul
All my despairs would become mud
Then turn into a silent prayer
So now take a look at these changing eyes
Blessed by the absence of pain

And take a glance into
This fragile soul
Imprisoned in a
Bottomless pit

If the solar eye of the firmament
Could open wide the seals of endless pain
If a hollow mind trapped in this maze
Could unleash the beasts living in my soul
All my despairs would become real
And grab my neck with their nails
So now take a look at these changing eyes
Blessed by the absence of pain

And take a glance into
This fragile soul
Imprisoned in a
Bottomless pit