Mental Disorder by Hatebomb
Voice from deep within
Whispers what can�t be seen.
Controls the state of mind,
A new friend you will find.
Someone you can trust,
Someone you can lead.
Random thoughts out of shape
From this place there�s no escape.
Time to face reality.
To deal with insanity.
Hard to differ? - Is it true?
Pills no longer work on you.
AAAGGGRRRHHH�.
Seems the voice is not alone
The sense of reality is gone
Butcher the soul and
Let your will freely go.
Discover the depths of the mind
Body is weak, body is blind.
A whole new world breeds inside
Made of fear, hate and pride.
It�s a touch that can�t be seen
Only leads to what have been.
The driving force behind your back
Is turning everything to black.
You see visions in your head,
Counting many people, dead.
Can�t remember what you did,
Won�t you try just a bit?
[Ref.:]
Mental disorder � survival based on an instinct.
|
