Depersonalisation — текст песни (Ill-Disposed)

There`s no door in these cold walls
surrounded by the infinite

My card is reading cardiac
my thoughts won`t seem to comprehend

Why? The lost sentence, in varieties of religious experience

The truth: a direful legacy, has driven me to my knees
I`m hurt
Pschiatric disbelieve, good luck when you`re panoplied
A force divided by slavery, a senseless futility

A must to see the unholy state, in which I was held for a while
A study in grief taking over my mind, as I declared my soul to behind
Just longing for the first day, to say, I`m back this time I`m here to stay

Can`t you see the one aspect, that makes my gift to innocence
The metaphysics were caressed, by every bit of air I breathed
In lustfulness

I`ve lost, a loser without a name, must be my contribute
Your trust, the effort of ficticiousness, my grief is compelling me
The sign, the sign is for all to see, I know what to do with thee

Waverer, to bewail, led defeats
Engrossing my fate, my heart`s decadence, capitulation
Time to intrude, to declare the fate, an angel will fall
My aspiration, you beg, the iteration, imbibes, as only you can
I`ve tried, to leave this fucking hell