believe me i have sailed upon the seven seas i've climbed the mountains all around our mother earth i've made my way to infinity and back again
(but) no more believing we have to face our twisted minds (our) wounds keep on bleeding
when the blind looks in his eyes and the deaf will hear the cries when the dead one is alive it's the paradox in mind when the blind looks in his eyes will we ever realize?
and even if i've got the feeling to be right i find myself just one more time on the other side so i got to start it all again but i don't mind
(but) no way of healing we only tell our twisted lies (our) wounds keep on bleeding
when the blind looks in his eyes and the deaf will hear the cries when the dead one is alive it's the paradox in mind when the blind looks in his eyes will we ever realize?
when the blind looks in his eyes and the deaf will hear the cries when the dead one is alive it's the paradox in mind
when the wilderness is tamed and the warrior plays a game when the truth is telling lies it's the paradox of life