Beautiful - The Climb

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