| Easily driven | |
| Madly insane | |
| Threatening shadows | |
| Deep in my brain | |
| There is not enough air | |
| To clear out the smell | |
| Tied down by these | |
| Ripping hands | |
| Thieves in the temple | |
| So i cover my face | |
| A million fingers spread | |
| All over the place | |
| I'm filled up inside with this | |
| Strangling taste | |
| Every catch of breath is like a | |
| Suffocating waste | |
| Violently drowning | |
| In flashes of flesh | |
| Screaming silence | |
| Mentally messed | |
| Still coming on to me | |
| I drown from within | |
| The shadows will vanish | |
| If i wash away my skin | |
| To hard to think | |
| The noise is too loud | |
| Everyth thought is added to a | |
| Screaming mental crowd | |
| There is no escape | |
| And i can't break the spell | |
| Eternaly held back and trapped | |
| Inside my private hell |