Delicate explosion, tears you apart
That was a masterpiece of flame
You see you own dead eyes
As your head, hurls through the air
Knock! You wake up
It was just a dream
Yet you shiver like a child
Manic stare, cold sweat on your palms
It was just a ghost
You go back to sleep
Suddenly another knock
Throws you for a loop
Flashes of lifeless eyes
As you make your way
It was just the wind
You can go back
And again, and again
And again, it knocks
You keep checking
Seeing visions from the dream
Eyes so weary, feet so weak
You just pass, out on the couch
Then you see your head
Impaled upon a pike
Sunlight plays with your watch
Room is calm, temple if you will
Yet your morbid dreams
Haunt you day and night
Exorcists just shake their heads
Shrinks blame sex!
You know it ain't true
You will, dig to find the reason
It will consume you and your life
Not like you're having one
Some days you wake up knowing
It's going to be futile
And yet you dig...
Crimson sun, lays to rest
Your eyes fall shut
Again you die, again you wake
Subconscious mind tricks, am I real?
Electric jolt! What was that?
Where Am I? How I got here?
Padded cell, white figures!
I AM NOT INSANE!
INSANE I AM NOT!
AM INSANE OR NOT?
NOT INSANE IS WHAT I AM!
Sleep takes over...
Delicate explosion, tears you apart
That was a masterpiece of flame
You see you own dead eyes
As your head, hurls through the air
That was a masterpiece of flame
You see you own dead eyes
As your head, hurls through the air
Knock! You wake up
It was just a dream
Yet you shiver like a child
Manic stare, cold sweat on your palms
It was just a ghost
You go back to sleep
Suddenly another knock
Throws you for a loop
Flashes of lifeless eyes
As you make your way
It was just the wind
You can go back
And again, and again
And again, it knocks
You keep checking
Seeing visions from the dream
Eyes so weary, feet so weak
You just pass, out on the couch
Then you see your head
Impaled upon a pike
Sunlight plays with your watch
Room is calm, temple if you will
Yet your morbid dreams
Haunt you day and night
Exorcists just shake their heads
Shrinks blame sex!
You know it ain't true
You will, dig to find the reason
It will consume you and your life
Not like you're having one
Some days you wake up knowing
It's going to be futile
And yet you dig...
Crimson sun, lays to rest
Your eyes fall shut
Again you die, again you wake
Subconscious mind tricks, am I real?
Electric jolt! What was that?
Where Am I? How I got here?
Padded cell, white figures!
I AM NOT INSANE!
INSANE I AM NOT!
AM INSANE OR NOT?
NOT INSANE IS WHAT I AM!
Sleep takes over...
Delicate explosion, tears you apart
That was a masterpiece of flame
You see you own dead eyes
As your head, hurls through the air
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