Strain

I never know when the fever starts to grow

I only realise that my mind is gonna blow

No emotion, no fusion, just a vision of ease

When I float into nothing and wait for some peace

You'll never find out why all my senses cry

You'll never know that my heart is gonna die

It's an illusion of nothing, a filthy picture of decay

Like in a minute of silence and some pulse-delay

Without our self-relief, there would be no hate or grief

It makes me wonder why, we don't just decide to die

Without our phantasie there'd be no fear inside us all

Is there anybody out there, do you hear me call?

If you decide to seek the truth

Beyond the seal of constant youth

You'll find an empty desperate strain

'Cause inside of me there's nothing more than... pain!

Feel free to heal & lose yourself

In moments of sorrow & emptiness

Keep breathing for another revival

Construction of night & a secret denial

I thought this little jewel would help let me forget

To abandon reality (&) the moments I regret

To she'd all emptiness, destroy despair

The burning smell of scars is waving through the air

Sometimes I used to feel that wounds will never heal

On the horizon of forgiveness there's nothing here to seal

Instead it seems to kill me slower than I thought

It's only flashy moments that I have caught

And nails are piercing me, like in a grief of killing spree

All fear inside my brain is starting to haunt me again

It's all fucked-up somehow, a burden more to take

I erase myself by now, don't want to awake.