ABORYM - Psychogrotesque III lyrics

rate me

otal isolation

Rooms all the same

Empty glasses, puke and stains of blood

And the marks of scratches against silent walls

And I can still hear the screams of psychos

And I can still feel the blows

And the stink of medicines

And the screams of silence of endless nights

That neverending darkness

And that blinding white of the walls

Dozen and dozen of beings

Drag themselves with no sense

There are no mirrors

Nobody owns anything

It's like time has forgot to flow

Time with no meaning

I heard those voices inside me: you must die... slowly, slowly... where were them?

I could feel them coming to my brain

Mysterious nothing... multiproblematic reign

I couldn't contrast them

I tried to run, madly, even by night

I couldn't suffocate them

Those voices were leaking in me

Until they took every single corner of my mind

Until they became so deafening to feel the urge

Of screaming to shut them

The descent to this hell interspersed with attempts of escape

Of degradation and violence

Long years of horror - the horror of solitude: abandon...

And I banged with my fists to the walls

With hundredfold strength

In here men don't praise the evil

But they buy the good that they find inside of it

In here are swallowed fluorescent poisons and asbestos pills