Red carnations blooming on the ceiling
The face in center frame, concealed, revealing
The prison of the sane, the fear of feeling
I salute your steady aim, Amanda Feilding
Wipe the blood from your eyes
Let in a little light
Everybody says they want more life
Open mind
Open heart
Beats in your brain, beautiful changeling
Stone extraction, gory action painting
Wipe the blood from your eyes
Let in a little light
Everybody says they want more life
Open mind, open mind
Open mind, open mind
And then a certain peace, a kind of returning
She rose within herself, more brightly burning
Wipe the blood from your eyes
Let in a little light
Everybody says they want more life
Open mind, open mind
Open mind, open mind
Open mind, open mind
Open mind
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