Dementia

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