DESCRIPTION:
Psychosis
Por: Lord Jack/Dux Victor

Your blood on my hands
tomb my own soul
his eyes beam
is the reason to
keep me in dark
his corpse im my arms
makes me wish for death
her pale lifeless-image
in my mind
drives me insane
I can still hear
their screams of pain

their dress splattered with blood
and thou deadly bows in my arms
his pale skim so cold
and thou deadly bows in my arms

I feel the burden of
guild on my mind
populated by worms - and tombs
wandering ghosts
smashing my brain and my soul
your blood on my hand
tomb my being
beam eyes, his pale skim,cold and soft
his corpse im my arms
makes me wish for death

their dress splattered with blood
and my life became a nightmare
his pale skim so cold
and my life became a nightmare

now where I agonize till death
paying for my terrible disease
I still hear their screams of pain