Obsession

Equilibrium, in an altered state of mind
fighting the sickness, for pretended comprehension
illnesses of the soul, I leave the past behind

Awaking fury in the eye of a rising storm
the blind eyes of a deaf see no resurrection
no salvation for a heart lost and torn

My senses are awaken I've never seen so clear
what is beyond my neverending fear

So sweet is the taste of pain of the upcoming nightly patience
so bitter to laugh when nemesis comes to hunt down my shadows

Sometimes I'm not alone, I can hear them breathing
but when I open my eyes, I find myself dreaming

Nor a single motion, nor a blink to see
Staring from above, on my own groundless sea

SENSES: SUICIDE
INSTINCTS: SURVIVE

Equilibrium, in an altered state of mind
illnesses of the soul, I left the past behind
fighting the sickness, for pretended comprehension
the blind eyes of a deaf see no resurrection