Lucid
Gangrene Band
Your silent whisper latched in my thoughts
Telling me theres no way out
Feeble minds been kept apart
Telling me there is no way out
She calls me paranoid over thinker
Subtle grins her cuts are deep
Curse my dreams seems so bleak
Dead inside she doesnt speak
Beyond these gates she waits
Whispering there's no way out
Gated are my thoughts
Synthetic misantrophy
Rhe noose still hangs beyond my reach
Shadows cast down to my feet
Suffocating in disarray
Blessed its beyond my reach