Torchure Between The Urges
The path we have to walk through our surreal existence
Is never what it ever should be
There's freedom just in our believe
Directions are predetermined
By ubiquitous inner forces
We are just led by essential urges
Through so called love, hate or grief
Our freedom is just a lie
Independent we'll never be
Desire's always below our view
True reality will never be - We're tangled
In the strings of death and sexuality
Enslaved is our mind it's weaken our sanity
We're strayed from the domain
Out of wishes and out of fear
So we're altering the truth
The reason's out of gear
Between the urges eternally enslaved
Addicted to the pleasures of the flesh
Our mind is much too weak for resistance
Thanatos and Eros rule supreme
In this afflicted carnal existence
To cleanse your mind is just a senseless trail
I'm sure that we'll never reach control
We always try to satisfy these urges
And we'll continue until we fall
(solo - Malte)
Between the urges eternally depraved
We're tangled in the strings of death and sexuality
Enslaved is our mind, it's weaken our sanity
We're strayed from the domain
Out of wishes and out of fear
So we're altering the truth
The reason's out of gear