Blindsighted - Damnation Plan

I don’t care what you want me to be

I wouldn’t change myself

To fit your fantasy

To become one of you

Shadows of my past

Have made me ME — can’t you see?

You’ve yet to prove yourself!

Looking for some recognition

With your washed-out ideal?

It’s all the same what I say to you

Still I can’t make you see

Just keep on living as you’ve been told

Among those of your kind

The way it’s meant for you

In your washed-out ideal

Life is burning at both ends

Still you cannot grasp reality — reality

After all your mistakes made

Still you cannot see what you’ve come to be

So you came here to prove yourself

Declaring you’ve got something to say

Blistering blindsights on me

Expecting me to kneel?

You thought you could possibly change me?

Talk without sense or reasoning

Blindfolded speech of your kind

The path you’ve chosen yourself

Led by the blind through all your life

Custom-tailored just for you

A disfigured mind of fool

You’ll get your recognition!

Shadows of my past

Have made me ME — can’t you see?

You’ve yet to prove yourself!

You’ve yet to prove yourself!