My mother roams through leaves
   Of white wet galleries of hope and heartache
   I am surrounded by the eyes of hollow men
   Gazing from their haunted chambers in the wastelands of ecstasy
  
   Bearing pains, the names no-one remembers
   Why... you are in their vision... you are...
  
   Idiot reigns where nothing's revealed
   My voice in chains, my lips are sealed
  
   A secret place, I shed my tears
   A secret place, I shed my tears
  
   You are in their vision, you are...
   In their vision
   In their vision