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I'm banished to this state of mind

Never being alone

Longing for some solitude on my own

Voices speak to me at night

Telling me what to do

I just can't control it no more

I'm living in this multitude

A psychotic trance

Nothing but a spiritual wasteland

Psychotic dance

Voices speak to me at night

Telling me what to do

I just can't control it no more

Words like thorns in my head

Driving me mad tearing my soul apart

I must face this alone

Must face the unknown

Must speak to the dead - forever

They walk in my footsteps

Watching every move

They haunt me in my dreams at night

I'm bound to sway to their groove

They walk in my shadow

They form the words, the words I speak

They mourn for me to my death

Till I join their society