 Devastation ……….…….………………… execration
Swamping all of my inner salvation
Empty inside …………..…….…... trapped outside
I'm beholding ma last ( fatal) saltation
Broken mind.. ……………..…….….where to live ?
When see people's homage to that deeev
Why not real? …….……... the world of grace
Ma emotion has been lost with no trace
Inner self ………………….………...…….. temptation
(va yeck)roohe yaghee dar in khaako shen
Mordaabam ……………..……….……… dar khaabam
Shabahi maghroogh - dar in gerdaabam
Matrookam …………………………..….. madfoonam
Midoonam ta abad oonja mimoonam
Help me god ……………… yaa ………..
Az in ebleese daroon faryad ta che had?
( chorous )
Deep inside, depression, deflection ……………. i can feel
From outside, corruption, illusions …..….. it's so real
I'm alone, inner zone, levitation of ma soul
Curse on him, kept within, heart of passions or black hole ?
In my hand, no one's land, ethereal love i churn
Schizo – phrenia, the only reason that i burn
They will live . eat & sleep . follow satan . kill & die
And the grave, seperates, brain's items, full of lie
In to the mordab
In to the mordab
In to the mordab
In the first, t i m e . of ma own - birth, butcherd
I had cried, cuz i 've seen, nothing . jus' torture,
Babies crie, time o birth, time o girth and know well,
How much pain, mus' complain, through living inthis hell,
Mother earth, planet earth, keepin' on & tolerates,
Until sees, evil's lost, demon's dead, & death of hates,
In this marsh, mere o sin . non of us survive, quiver,
Unless we, re-arise, and turn . that marsh to river,
( arpeggio )
As i c ma face in the mirror, tim'a' terror, deep in horror .... it's not myself
Now my soul ....is full of hollow ................. who's to follow .... an' cleanse
My innerself
(now u can feel) .... my agony, .... my tyranny, ..... ma swinery ............. please
Believe .... it's not myself
Deep inside, depression, deflection ……………. i can feel,
From outside, corruption, illusions …..….. it's so real,
I'm alone, inner zone, levitation of ma soul,
Curse on him, kept within, heart of passions or black hole ?
In my hand, no one's land, ethereal love i churn,
Schizo – phrenia, the only reason that i burn,
They will live . eat & sleep . follow satan . kill & die,
And the grave, seperates, brain's items, full of lie,
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