[Bryntse, Bjærklund] Darkness All that is before my eyes Nothing Lives inside my eyes Visions Of what could be out there Questions Eager to know, yearning for sight Lifeless Eyes that can not see Unseen Images of what could be Strange Illusions often cross my mind Searching Answers hidden far behind In my eyes, the landscape dies, never ever exist What is sight, what is light, how could I know Blind since birth, condemned by earth, left in cold alone See with hands, but never lands, life can be so bad