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Silence

Sintech

dark colors grow, disappear in silence
visions of sex, of violence and fear
trapped inside a bloodred funeral of mind
a grotesque sacrifice to my unholy dreams

Slowly my mind escapes into a sad world of fear
so dark - so cold - infernal demons coming near
my mind - so broken - figures dancing around me
it is so irritating...

reality disappears somewhere in the back of my mind
but my mind is ripped apart - is torn apart
is now a part of this confusing illusion
I'm falling into madness
getting sick getting sick getting sick getting sick!

dark colors grow, disappear in silence
visions of sex, of violence and fear
trapped inside a bloodred funeral of mind
a grotesque sacrifice to my unholy dreams






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