Harrow The Pylon
On several occasions the pylon proved its power
There ain't no limitations the pleasures of the flesh
It's two a.m. the door was locked. a call a friend was terrified
They slashed him down and stole his crown no one of them was classified
In fact the white coats served his will and gave the pill called suicide
The ambience was grey and cold, his braincells old, he's humanized
Four extra lies and lethal waves red coloured skies no pain ahead
They tried his son, exploding gun and found the dogs of war instead
You better strike me down
You better take my crown
You better burn my town
I'm not insane I feel the pain it seems the same
I'm all alone, it feels so cold I missed my aim
They cannot see, don't understand the real me
I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not insane
The dark man waits he shuts the gates, the needle sharps
The precious cure, his life gets carved the surgeon's will
There ain't no jury here till now
You better strike me down
You better take my crown
You better burn my town
I'm not insane I feel the pain it seems the same
I'm all alone, it feels so cold I missed my aim
They cannot see, don't understand the real me
I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not insane
