Voivod. Dimension Hatross. Brain Scan. Zeneszám

No sun for the gray children
Waiting to catch the strange
Airy notions of that place
Now their evolutions
Means their brain mutations

The wider is the comprehension
The deeper and stronger is the illusion
They're no more material
Since they're invisible

High pressure
Inside me
Erasure
I'm empty

With their talk
They fill me
Now I walk
So brainy

Who's in my head hiding themselves?
It hurts me so, it's a brain scan
Who's it instead, instead myself
I hate it so, it's a brain scan

Creeping in your double mind
There's nothing they can find
You've lost all your energy
Not able to set you free

They will own you just like me
Just like me
Just like me
Just like me

High pressure
Inside me
Erasure
I'm empty

With their talk
They fill me
Now I walk
So brainy

Sometimes I feel their cold presence
Checking my mind, it's a brain scan
Sometimes my soul can't reach a sense
This head is mine, it's a brain scan

Don't ask 'em to give a break
You can't even close the gate
Passing through both hemispheres
Searching in all memories

Knowing what's inside of me
Side of me
Side of me
Side of me

Perceptive
Entity
Emotive
Synergy

Hyper-detection
Suck out the reason
Is there something I could feel?

Trans-lucid language
Reflect the new age
Words are a limitation

Locking me out of my skull
Something without physical
Disturbing my frequency
Terminate identity

[Incomprehensible] myself out of me
Out of me, out of me, out of me