Frozen Mist - Mindfucked, Inc. Lyrics


MINDFUCK, a metaphor of sexual death, engaged in a ménage à trois.

Because erect minds think alike, you want to cum so bad it hurts.

Because it's painful pleasure.

Stigmata thoughts leaves stains on your perfect hands and feet

Mindfucked again and again and again...

I see the tremble in your thighs

Spoken words penetrate your twisted thoughts.

They suffocate the virgins dark hole

Having your soul scream, wanting more...

Mindfucked...

I see the tremble in your thighs

Spoken words penetrate your twisted thoughts

Kinetic energy that charges thru you leaves you forever paralyzed

Mindfucked...

Perhaps the perfect mate is the least perfect fix

I'm twisting your nightmares and reversing the tale.

The final taking over, mindfucked and dropped

The perfect perception to win you over

Boarding the bitch that I ride on her back.

To enter, I enter you

Perfect entities of disposable flesh.

My head wispering morbid thoughts and i'm not that crazy

You're supposed to be between my legs.

When I'm already between your thighs beckoning your breathless sorrows.

Filled with frozen mist

It's all falling apart dissipating into the ultimate...