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• Artiste: In Strict Confidence
• Titre: Dementia
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two brains in my head, my mind is out of control looking for blood, looking for meat i see your minced body under cover of the night pale, like the moon above trembling hands, sweat on my lips can't believe it, can't believe i'm posessed, posessed pure water washes the death away cleans my conscience, my conscience dawn is coming smashes me to the ground brings me back, to reality, to reality demons are exhausted in the glaring light tiredness grabbs at me embraces me so deep. it's a normal day in a normal life until the coming night desiccated dreams, created by the devil my body on a pyre defaced, past recognition a sudden fall into an endless hole in front of me no one's holding me back, no one's hearing my scream the eyes wide opened, there's nothing to clamp to stop my fall harsh taste on my tongue it strangles my throat, it strangles my throat now lying here awake the eyes still closed, it's time to go i take my knife beside me without sense of direction a stumble through the streets a vicious circle, no one can escape i'm a slave of myself, a slave of my psyche night by night, the bloodthirstiness is unchanged the ground is coloured in red. it's a normal day in a normal life until the coming night