Текст песни Ill-Disposed - Depersonalisation
Ill-Disposed - Depersonalisation слова песни
There`s no door in these cold walls
surrounded by the infinite
My card is reading cardiac
my thoughts won`t seem to comprehend
Why? The lost sentence, in varieties of religious experience
The truth: a direful legacy, has driven me to my knees
I`m hurt
Pschiatric disbelieve, "good luck when you`re panoplied"
A force divided by slavery, a senseless futility
A must to see the unholy state, in which I was held for a while
A study in grief taking over my mind, as I declared my soul to behind
Just longing for the first day, to say, I`m back this time I`m here to stay
Can`t you see the one aspect, that makes my gift to innocence
The metaphysics were caressed, by every bit of air I breathed
In lustfulness
I`ve lost, a loser without a name, must be my contribute
Your trust, the effort of ficticiousness, my grief is compelling me
The sign, the sign is for all to see, I know what to do with thee
Waverer, to bewail, led defeats
Engrossing my fate, my heart`s decadence, capitulation
Time to intrude, to declare the fate, an angel will fall
My aspiration, you beg, the iteration, imbibes, as only you can
I`ve tried, to leave this fucking hell