What Good This Deafness by Trans-Siberian Orchestra Lyrics

(So upon this night, the darkness humbled
Candles sputtered, spirits grumbled
Brooding in this bitter room
What Fate had woven on her loom
While shadows fed upon the gloom

But as these spirits talked and chattered
With all their thoughts quite widely scattered
On things that no one else thought mattered
Beethoven, who was as you know, quite deaf
Heard all their words with deep regret
And wished that he was deafer yet)

(BEETHOVEN)
What good this deafness
That my whole life I have dread
What good this deafness
With these voices in my head

What good this deafness
If this prattle I must hear
If I were blind I'm sure they wouldn't disappear
(TWIST)
Did you really want to believe what you're saying
Did you really want to be here alone
Have I interrupted a moment of praying
While your life's decaying
Your sins are they weighting
While you've been carving your stone
All on your own

Did you really want to sit here in silence
Could it be that brooding is part of your art
Is it an extension of artistic license
A moody defiance
Of all of life's tyrants
While you've been searching your heart
Alone with us in the dark