(перебором)
 Dmaj   Dm        D7   Gsus
 I can see, what you see not,
 Vision milky, when eyes rot.
 When you turn, they will be gone
 Whispering their hidden song.
 Then you see that cannot be -
 Shadows move, where light should be.
 Out of darkness, out of mind
 Cast down into the Halls Of the Blind.