Avantasia

[Tree of Knowledge:]
Coming from the wastelands
Full of reason, common sense
Where their principles are blocking minds
And you don't understand
Giving you belief,
You never touch, you never see
But if you dare to try to grip it
you're accused for heresy
[Gabriel:]
Here I stand to find the truth
and for ought I know
You're the one to show me
You can tell my spirit how to grow
No, the more I try
The more confusion on my mind
And no matter how I try
I feel my eyes seem to stay blind