If the solar eye of the firmamentCould pass on the cold in my heartIf I could ever push the ship of wrathThrough the seas of my caressing soulAll my despairs would become mudThen turn into a silent prayerSo now take a look at these changing eyesBlessed by the absence of painAnd take a glance intoThis fragile soulImprisoned in aBottomless pitIf the solar eye of the firmamentCould open wide the seals of endless painIf a hollow mind trapped in this mazeCould unleash the beasts living in my soulAll my despairs would become realAnd grab my neck with their nailsSo now take a look at these changing eyesBlessed by the absence of painAnd take a glance intoThis fragile soulImprisoned in aBottomless pit