The Mutilator - Torn Apart Between The Worlds
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Torn Aprat Between The Worlds

Born by those who's incapable of compassion
World's bringing only suffering to you.
Surrounded by the impenetrable darkness
You're wandering and trying to cut through

The mind creates his own reality,
New place where he'll live in happiness
Suffering is a fact of life
But You can stay in little dreamworld...
Confluence of subtlety and thought
The more you feel, The more you see is mind that plays with you

More of you are suffering
You'll disappear in your dreams.
The minds of those who suffer
Influenced upon the subconscious worlds.
People with afflicted minds
Are easily drawn to the otherworld.
Hear the words of man that died along ago
He's calling you to follow him

Driven by the unknown fever
You'll see the abandoned place
Strange kind of creatures, strange kind of men
Roaming, trying recollect the pieces of space

More you'll live - you'd know
The victims are dying by your hands
And the mind is playing with you
Drawing the alternative moments

There's no ink on the paper
They are only in your head

All of them who's suffered Were killed by you
A little girl, crazy tramp, man, who died along ago
Find the incarnation of your nightmares
Your fate is to die within their hands