Entombed. Uprising. Something Out of Nothing. Zeneszám

Head bowed in silence
Scarcely sane in mind
Strung out, internal violence
Confusion fills my time

Stare back at my face, neurotic eyes
Joy and despair collides
It's eating me up from the inside
Don't look back

Remember yesterday, no way
Going through the cast
Turning insane by their games
Stare at my world with psychotic eyes

The demons in me unite
I hear them laughing in the rain
Chanting out my name
The echoes turn into flames
Voices, noises, disordered, sore
War