I am the eye in the mind of a man who has courted fame Selling the rights to the key of the door to another plane Black are the seeds on my hand ] Black are the rays of the sun ] Black is the rain from the sky ] And black are the flowers ] (Chorus) I am the circle that spins out his fate as he slowly drowns Descending through colours of darkening shades further underground (Chorus) I am the tongue that is dyed with the stains of his painted words The echoes resound in a hole in the ground where they can't be heard (Chorus)