Your senses filled, attention caught and eyes focused
It gives you everything and sets it up in time and space
The rest is up to you
It´s not your own delusion, It´s not a dream

Who blinded me?
Who saw the first sign?
Who blinded me?
Who gets away with thinking the worst?

The markings on the floor tell me
the exit´s coming nearer
But they lie

Every step is getting harder
It´s not a dream, It´s not your own delusion

Who blinded me?
Who saw the first sign?
Who blinded me?
Who gets away with thinking the worst?

I try to remember how it was – hopeless
The doors are all closed and I´m left in the dark
Our dark, an instant before it all went wrong
I am walking down a winding hallway with doors

I´m still walking but going backwards
The meaning is somewhere in the neverending maze

Walking down a winding hallway with doors
Painted on the walls, there´s no way back, It´s the only way

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