Текст песни: Blind Myself. Product Of Our Imagination. Sundown.

Raised to be
Placed among confused minds
Became one of those without realizing
Not the one-who used to be
Slowly turned somwhere else, some place
Where you can't reach the source of mystery
Unable to let you know that it was enough
There's no you
You got closed inside
With the entire world
So there's no reason to look outside anymore
But still not courageus to move on
By following the deep tendencies
Merely a mistake
Steep lechase