Blurry, he's eyes are failing him
Fury, he cannot move
Horror, as he know they are tricking him,
trapping him, strapping him down
Sane? Blasphemy?
I see the true ones
My screams are useless,
my strength is failing
I know I'm right,
you say I'm wrong
-There are no hallucinations!
Forced medication
trapped his only way out
Drugged to sanity
Locked up
Put away
In total isolation
His mind
went astray
Kept away from the true dimension
Hospitalised
Paralysed
tranquillised
Trapped within
Four walls, shock treatment
they thought he was restrained
Dazed mind and badly beaten
He searched his way out
On the road in front of the house
a car stopped
out stepped nurse Mary and father Mclair
(In her hand my journal)
-He's deranged, insane! He sees these things?!
-The boy needs salvation, Gods help!
Struggling to move straight
He saw this light
-I must end this torture,
I'm coming father!
-IT IS MY WAY OUT!
Out from the window of the fourth floor
came a projectile made of flesh
a bolt of bone, embraced, deranged
Forced to death by others
DEAD!
[Lyric by: Birath]