Confessor Uncontrolled
born to live in your state of confusion life´s only illusion visionary dreams of logic penetrates the unconscioness unproductivness, worthlessness encumbered by your massive guilt trapped inside the cell you´ve built trails of torment inscribe your soul darkness calls upon the weary soul visionary dreams of logic penetrates the unconscioness uncontrolled contemplation too senseless to see the logic uncontrolled, uncontrolled uncontrolled i´ve found a life that´s real a hole in my heart to fill freed from all useless dreams a doctrine with no beliefs
