| Lyrics: | Dementia, right now you embrace me, and the light of goodsense extinguish in me.
This
world that they called madness is infinite and grotesque. Far away, in the reallity, I can hear that
someone crys for me.
Sometimes I can see to the real thing through thick distortive
glasses.
Just the pain is the same in both worlds, and mournful toll of a far bell, shoots
in my mind terrible sensations,
I'm plunging on the gloomy labyrinth of
dementia.
Far away, in the reality, I can hear that someone crys for me, Just the pain is
the same in both worlds,
I'm plunging on the gloomy labyrinth of dementia. |
