[Music: Adams / Harrington / Kaufmann][Lyrics: Esquivel]Into optic illusionsTry to foresee what is to bemade&Chosen I may be the oneChosen I just might be the one toliveI never heard a word they saidBut now I see the light shiningThrough eyesIt leaves me pacifiedIllusions leave me blindBlack is all I seeFormed is a twisted imageThat was chosen for meI never questioned whyI never saw a reason for suicideOr planned to take my lifeThe will to live my mind sets freeInto the vast of miseryTomorrow seems so far awayIllusions of conspiracyMy conscience is my only friendLearn to live my life in peaceThe chosen, I may be the oneTo live my life and be set free