It feels tight An aggression, naked skin colored red and bright Is it failure of minds? Or a matter you always feared to declare as right? Hear their cries - your pathetic mental world stated: numb-deaf-blind And the clock strikes ten, kill your boundaries again As it lashes you...
WHIPPING ALL THOSE CROWDED NAMES WHIPPING THEIR MINDS CROWN OF THORNS IS WHAT THEY WORSHIP WILL LEAD YOU TO YOUR SELF DEMISE AS A SNAKE WHO THROWS HIS SKIN - THROW OUT YOUR KNIFE BLEED THEIR WOUNDS FOREVER OPEN WHIPPING THEIR MINDS!!
Cry out inside You're locked in chains of the past painted gray & might As the color of (your) life Can be seen on skin painted red/ gray/ bright
WHIPPING ALL THOSE CROWDED NAMES WHIPPING THEIR MINDS CROWN OF THORNS IS WHAT THEY WORSHIP WILL LEAD YOU TO YOUR SELF DEMISE AS A SNAKE WHO THROWS HIS SKIN - THROW OUT YOUR KNIFE BLEED THEIR WOUNDS FOREVER OPEN WHIPPING THEIR MINDS!!
Cut! the oppression! Adore the hypnotic cleansing of your mind Definition! they dominate your flesh but failed in their minds Impression! spit in the faces of the ones who ignore your soul Pain obsession! never allow their needs to taint your goal!!
As you hide As they hit your skin to satisfy their crimes As you're tied up naked, bonded and they hide.. No surrender for the ones who will take your soul..
Whipping their minds - nail them to their coffin - eternal lies - turn it to their demise!!
Turn it to their demise Make their liberty a game Use your strength to rise Let them live with bleeding hands It feels right An aggression from grownup skin and a grownup pride It's the failure of mind And a question - you know the answer - it's down inside!!