Blindfold - Sarabante

Deleted actions, once bled of purity

Fable now, waltzing with blinded eyes

A cross bow of bitter emotions

Will wash away the sins

On a sky made of grey

Destroyed.Hunted.Corrupted

The vein resounds to an echoing sun

Killing the inner dream of neverland

The mass applauds a burnt out puppet parade

Inside from dead ratios

Fists try to touch the sky

The treacherous gasp of feedback

Detects resistance with a godlike mask

Destroyed.Hunted.Corrupted

Embrace the thorns, sink into nightmares…