Mutualistic tendencies, order form of higher being. This is my escape, if only for a little while. Take a hammer to the floor rip away the shattered tiles. Place them on a pedestal, this is their escape. Capture the ego. Experience becomes unrestrained, Psychosis shroud is lifted, Chemically induced paranoia leaves my system. Uncensored dreams allow me to seek his manipulating visage. Sensory overload direct from inverted dimension. Unrestrained, unfiltered, Unadulterated, uncensored. Become impure. There is a cure. Only in dreams, am I free. Pre-existing persona, sealed behind trap door, I break the seal. There's no way of knowing which direction they are going. There's no knowing where they're rowing, or which way the river's flowing. Is it raining, is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing? Not a speck of light is showing, so the danger must be growing. Are the fires of Hell a-glowing? Is the grisly Reaper mowing? Yes! The danger must be growing! Cause the rowers keep on rowing, And they're certainly not showing any sign that they are slowing. You have already kneeled before me, your fate is set in stone. My palace resides in your mind, Where I sit upon my throne. My lonely throne, all alone. There must be a way of knowing, which direction the river's flowing. But his mental manipulation Has taken its toll, Trials, tribulations, all I've ever known. Your life is what I make it, thus accept your's basic. Now all I've ever is known is lost. Psychosis shroud is lifted, electromagnetic imprintations no longer hidden from the metaverse's face. Pyschosis shroud is lifted now prepare for exploration into the depths of the metaverse. All is known, discovering I'm alone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
