Broken will, second sight Shrouded in secrecy, my little child Empty old vial it's her only toy With some cranial bones of a little boy Broken will, open wide Mentally drained and locked inside Every tray comes with food and pills Always at the same time and same old heels Going down Far from this place and from this time It's so beautiful In your mind, your brain You can build a home You won't feel this pain anymore Broken will, second sight Shrouded in secrecy, my little child Empty old vial it's her only toy With some cranial bones of a little boy Going down Far from this place and from this time It's so beautiful In your mind, your brain You can build a home You won't feel this pain anymore In your mind, your reign You can burn it all It won't be the same anymore Going down Far from this place and from this time It's so beautiful