I live in a city of blinds

I wake up from life (Life)

To fall asleep in light (Light)

Can't open my eyes, put a blind light

Blind man walks his blind dog to the left, the right

Just enough to sense the light

Feel the warmth

He's immortal (He's immortal)

Death is surprised (Death is surprised)

Messenger speaks through chaos

Final light tunnels, escapism, and water (Escapism)

Body milk ancestors, taskmasters, chandeliers

Final light tunnels, escapism, and water

Every quadrant of my cells appeals to the distinction between omens and words

Tornado patterns are the whole tree in the sea

Menstrual nightgowns embedded in our skies

Stars of the people who died

But live again in the hole of the river

Cradling mouthpieces, fading creases of subjective tribute

Farming their conscience, framing their thoughts

Upon kindle transmutations of telecommunications

Distractions as enemies

The derangement of your senses (Senses, senses, senses)

The messenger speaks through chaos

Through chaos

The messenger speaks through chaos

The blind man ignores the day

He's immortal, death a surprise (La-la-la)

Taking the light and live

Few flowers potted in soil

Messenger speaks through chaos

Stars of the people who died (Ah, ah)

(Every quadrant of my cells appeals to the distinction between omens and words) Every quadrant of my cells appeals to the distinction between omens and words

Tornado patterns are the whole tree in the sea

Power flowers weaving time shields, playing fields

In continuous pain and pleasure

That's time

Menstrual nightgowns embedded in our skies

Stars of the people who died

But live again in the hole of the river

Broken down men and their crazy minds

Farming their conscience, framing their thoughts

The messenger speaks through chaos

I live in a city of blinds

I wake up from life to fall asleep in light

Can't open my eyes to the blind