Album Name : Sham of Perfection
Release Date : 2009-07-10
Song Duration : 4:18
Tystnaden Munchausen Syndrome
I'm still here among these walls, I'm set apart in my jail
I feel like kept in the dark
Hey you please give me a help
I ask you only a cigarette, why don't you
Give me a sign?
I'm the lord, the lord for you,
I'm the devil in the mirror, are you afraid...
Afraid of me?
I really swear to tell the truth, the ache here in my brain is the worst that
I've ever felt
When I will be all alone at the bedside of Death
I'll tell true God that you have set me apart from the world
You conspire against myself, why don't you realize that the Others
Make fun of you?
I'm here for your science,
I'm glad for this
But God sent me to you,
You will help me
This is my sick brain... it hurts
I told you
You are my jailers, fools!
Oh my disciples save our hidden place
We wait for tonight, live for the escape
Wreck their lives as they did this to me
We wait for tonight, live for your life
They don't believe me, this pain's killing me (I have to go!)
We wait for tonight, we'll set you free
Oh my friends please save this brother
When I will be all alone at the bedside of Death
I'll tell true God that you have set me apart from the world
This pain like cancer growing in my brain
They will hang on my... lips
Oh my disciples save our hidden place
We wait for tonight, live for the escape
Wreck their lives as they did this to me
We wait for tonight, live for your life
They don't believe me, this pain's killing me (I have to go!)
We wait for tonight, we'll set you free
Oh my friends please save this brother
When I will be all alone at the bedside of Death
I'll tell true God that you have set me apart from the world... shit!
