Beautiful

Forced down and tortured
I am locked to despair
Time goes slowly to me
Murmurs of the past
Spin 'round in the air
I am blind
This blackness is beautiful

I cannot take this place
Locked within these chains
I cannot feel,
Nor do I know my face
Left here chained to fate

I have a hunger for change
I starve for some sort of truth
But having hope feels strange
I'm lost watching everything move

I have these impossible dreams
Vague illusions of the late night
That once I could hold it seemed
I held the sea, the sky

But those are illusions that die
Lost dreams that bleed in my soul
This lacking feeling leaves me empty inside
And there is nothing, but a deep hole

My life is shredded to nothing
And my heart is blended to a mess
My soul is ashes but its still burning
My mind is washed by madness

Forced down and tortured
I am locked to despair
Time goes slowly to me
Murmurs of the past
Spin 'round in the air
I'm blind
This blackness is beautiful

Beautiful...

I am blind
And this blackness is beautiful to me

I'm sure there are those who will misinterpret the blind and blackness part...