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Brewing... not yet steeped
Oh, how blind
Oh, how blind can a sighted man be
Going about creating his sandcastle dreams
Then watch each one crumble
Under life’s ebb and flow
So blind the sighted man
Nursing his bruised ego
Standing in the suns darkness wondering
How to build something that won't break
When a quit whisper booms in his ears
"My child, my child,
I have waited so patiently for you to ask”
So blinded the sighted man
By the light of those words…
Humiliatus
Oh, how blind
Oh, how blind can a sighted man be
Going about creating his sandcastle dreams
Then watch each one crumble
Under life’s ebb and flow
So blind the sighted man
Nursing his bruised ego
Standing in the suns darkness wondering
How to build something that won't break
When a quit whisper booms in his ears
"My child, my child,
I have waited so patiently for you to ask”
So blinded the sighted man
By the light of those words…
Humiliatus