Bill Skins Fifth: Strung-Out


I welcome you to this bath of needles
Shattered glass roads and ruins of wisdom
The time is not present in here
Wings are cut which gave you freedom
Took you to heights and made you rise
Now you're chained and the ground is shaking

Sanity as a price too much to take?
Naive and blind, fool to the core
Turning inwards to hide the terror
Condition: irreversible, you lost that's all

Bounded by addiction
Illusion never set you free
Constant laughter tears your soul apart
You're restricted from the heavens above

Figures in the mist are craving for you
Staring, feasting with eyes
A gift for the unholy ones
Your mortal body, penetrated body

Kaulan ympärille naru sidottu on
Ei ole enää voimaa sitä katkaista
Lävistetyt kädet ristissä yhä alemmas vajoat
Et vapautta löytänyt, se sinut kahlitsee