Blinding Light

Chained to the wall
We didn't mind at all
Raised in the dark
By the ones that we call

Mama and papa and teacher and coach
Policemen and judge and preacher the ghosts
Of every single boy and girl who died here all alone
Who never knew the sun was there outside their happy homes

All they knew was shadows
All they knew was cold
A hand around my shaking wrist
Begins to grab and pull

Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutal honesty
And everything out of the dark
That they don't want to see
Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutal honesty
This corruption that they fear is looking beautiful to me

Chained to the wall
We didn't know it at the time
Ignorance not innocence infectiously digging in
And growing inside of the minds

Of mama and papa and teacher and coach
Policemen and judge and preacher the ghosts
Of everything single boy and girl who died here all alone
Never knew the sun was there outside their happy home

All they knew was shadows
All they knew was cold
A hand around my shaking wrist
Begins to grab and pull

Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutal honesty
And everything out of the dark
That they don't want to see
Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutal honesty
This corruption that they fear is looking beautiful to me

Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutal honesty
And everything out of the dark
That they don't want to see
Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutality honesty
This corruption that they fear is looking beautiful to me

Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutal honesty
And everything out of the dark
That no one wants to see
Up up to that blinding light
Oh that brutal honesty
This corruption that they fear is looking beautiful to me



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Erickson
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