Hearin something you can‘t hear

Trailed by power from the deep

As a tool of unknown consience

My mind is filled by prosy voice

Have no interest and no reason

Even no clue what‘s going on

Pushed to do things different way

If it‘s true than we should pray

Hard to speak when no one listens

To the describes of my visions

Gang of sightless and one sacred

World can‘t accept my small secret

What do I still feel

Inside

What‘s up?

Who‘s knocking on my door?

We can‘t see whats round the corner

Slip away - leave door open wide

Silent sources covered by noise

Useless efort of my voice

Yes it hurts it burns my brain

I struggle in my ring of pain

Scream inside outside and ever

Prophet for now and for never

Band is playing and they dance

Water dips their evidence

Hard to speak when no one listens

To the describes of my visions

Gang of sightless and one sacred

World can‘t accept my small secret