Open your eyes, open your eyes What do you see when you open your eyes? Scattered limbs and defiled bodies piled up as stairway into your mind There is no one to blame There is no one to hate and all that you’ve done strikes back to your face The birth of a consciousness comes with a price that cannot be paid with the gold or the myrrh Open your eyes, open your eyes What do you see when you open your eyes? Scattered limbs and defiled bodies piled up as stairway into your mind This ritual coven has turned into dust a graveyard of demons and guardian angels which carcasses starts to remind you of your past, present and the future Open your eyes, open your eyes What do you feel when you open your eyes? Can’t look away, you can’t look away You are what you’ve done, you reap what you sow The summoned powers you always sought for are tearing you apart from the deep within to measure the strength of the Soul in you Can you hold Magick? Can you wear crown? What if assassin accuses of a murder? You are your demons and the demons are you! The slaves shall serve their rightful Master and they won’t obey without the use of a rod Open your eyes, open your eyes What do you see when you open your eyes? Scattered limbs and defiled bodies piled up as stairway into your mind This ritual coven has turned into dust a graveyard of demons and guardian angels which carcasses starts to remind you of your past, present and the future Open your eyes, open your eyes What do you feel when you open your eyes? Can’t look away, you can’t look away You are what you’ve done, you reap what you sow The summoned powers you always sought for are tearing you apart from the deep within to measure the strength of the Soul in you Can you hold Magick? Can you wear crown? What if assassin accuses of a murder? You are your demons and the demons are you! but the slaves shall serve their rightful Master and they won’t obey without the use of a rod No one to blame There is no one to hate and all that you done strikes back to your face The birth of a consciousness comes with a price that cannot be paid with the gold or the myrrh Open your eyes, open your eyes What do you see when you open your eyes? Scattered limbs and defiled bodies piled up as stairway into your mind Cast me not off in the day of reckoning as allies and foes might turn into each other Heaven to hell, hell to the heaven We possess the power to turn them around Open your eyes, open your eyes What do you see when you open your eyes? The first time in life, you can really see the others as they are and the world as it is The cards are on the table and always has been who could ever read ’em would be like a god The cards are on the table and always will be Dare you read them now with the eyes open wide? The dust has now turned into a form of the feces and the feces shall has turn into the form of a gold All of the voices has condensed into a soliloquy of one solid thought