All your life you've been searching for something to hold on
- to ease your life.
Brains are rotting - this is leading to
insanity!
Stop the search before you have no mind, you are only tearing your
life away.
A mindless puppet, controlled by own brains. You fucking pup!
A
drop to cold reality, and yet she starts to be a saint to you.
Feeling like
a lower form of life - looking up - crawling - yet loving it.
Brains are
rotting - this is leading to insanity!
Kill the saint - face the
reality!
Kill the saint - free your mind.
Kill the saint.
She's nothing more
than flesh - except in your mind.
Now it's time to realise, what matters and
what does not.
Wipe it out, release the anger – forget or die. Is your saint
still a savior? I think there is no doubt.
No more destroying shit – minds had
a fight.
But you still are a failure - antisane – a puppet of your own
mind!
You fucking pup!
Stop the search before you have no mind, you are
only tearing your life away.
A mindless puppet, controlled by own brains. You
fucking pup!
Kill the saint - face the reality!
Kill the saint - free your
mind.
Kill the saint.
She's nothing more than flesh - except in your
mind.
Now it's time to realise, what matters and what does not.
Wipe it
out, release the anger – forget or die. Is your saint still a savior? I think
there is no doubt.
No more destroying shit – minds had a fight.(lisää)