Discipline – Cadaver – letras

Horror is fading into the streaming lights of your everyday viewPerception from your side will never be real to no other than your eyes – andonly to themHunt down the hunters that haunt you like demonsTelling your brain that it’s time to dieThe unidentified fear that makes your surroundings your enemy is sendingHallucination like real timelaps repeating the sicker you get – like fog youcan’t graspLike dreams falling with burnt wings you cease to exist to no others than theloserYou rebel towards