Blinding Light; Closes one eye; Opens the other

Go. But stay before you do. I lose my senses, slowly but surely.

"In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is King".
But his Queen sees and feels, suffers the envy of the people.

I sit within this palace of Glistening Silver and the Godless; I will have this eye. I will see you,
when you are not there.

This is a dream, you and I are all that is real, our Subjects are not.

With my hands, I feel the world, grasp this immaterial realm
in which we dwell.

With this voice, I empower the blind.

I hear the sound of your voice, when you are not speaking.

I smell the scent of your embrace, when you hold not myself.

I taste the heat of your body, when it is cold and alone.

With this sword, slashing ink into their closed hearts,
I defend my kingdom, protect my Queen.

I know the pain that I will feel when your scent fades. At the end.

I will not awaken - if I wake from this dream, my sight will fade.
Back into the dark. Back into silent Hell. Not again.

The others, sit in the dark, blind to the truths
that bind
Us.

Angry at the sight we have shared.

At this sight you have given me, that blinds me to the dream which I am bound to,
And which makes all of our kingdom a reality.