Sickness Without Sense
My mind is burning, slowly sinking away
All of these thoughts inside my head are breaking from the shallow grave
What is this agony? My life is a mess
I cannot think about it one more day with all those monsters
All I hear are footsteps coming
This is it; just set me free
Drag me out and leave me for dead
At least the blood wasn't on my hands
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory
Crying out in vain in a nothing that was
A sickness without sense; illness of the mind
Is this the curse of humankind?
I've always tried to scream but silence destroys
And it's too late to save my life so I'll just keep on drowning
Rest your head and raise your hands up
On your knees, just pray for me
Drag me out and leave me for dead
At least the blood wasn't on my hands
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory
Crying out in vain in a nothing that was
A sickness without sense; illness of the mind
Is this the curse of humankind?
How have we gotten here and how do we find our way out?
A life that cease to be for me and now I'm out there, here's my plea
The lives you lead are all the same
No discourse direction, a semblance of pain
And now, I'm full of empty rooms
Wasting away and hiding from your truth
The end of reality engulfs my suffering
Where the consequences lead to a tragic and painful death
A disease whose creator was darkness herself
An illness for which there is no remedy or relief
It's pointless to prey, the gods won't hear me over the voices sounding in my head
They cause my memories and days to become the remains of sunken ships
Which are lost in the depths of great despair
Insanity is like a moth that descends upon my shoulder
It slowly turns into a black raven wrapping its wings around me
With every passing day it becomes more difficult to hold its weight
At one point this heavy burden prevents me from breathing
It makes everything around me colourless
And turns me into a ghost who submits to demented thoughts of existence
And In the end, it will finally sink its fangs into me
Draining my mortal blood so I may bleed no more
Bringing a depressive madness
An illness of the mind
Or the sickness without sense
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory,
Crying out in vain in a nothing that was
A sickness without sense; illness of the mind
Is this the curse of humankind?
All of these thoughts inside my head are breaking from the shallow grave
What is this agony? My life is a mess
I cannot think about it one more day with all those monsters
All I hear are footsteps coming
This is it; just set me free
Drag me out and leave me for dead
At least the blood wasn't on my hands
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory
Crying out in vain in a nothing that was
A sickness without sense; illness of the mind
Is this the curse of humankind?
I've always tried to scream but silence destroys
And it's too late to save my life so I'll just keep on drowning
Rest your head and raise your hands up
On your knees, just pray for me
Drag me out and leave me for dead
At least the blood wasn't on my hands
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory
Crying out in vain in a nothing that was
A sickness without sense; illness of the mind
Is this the curse of humankind?
How have we gotten here and how do we find our way out?
A life that cease to be for me and now I'm out there, here's my plea
The lives you lead are all the same
No discourse direction, a semblance of pain
And now, I'm full of empty rooms
Wasting away and hiding from your truth
The end of reality engulfs my suffering
Where the consequences lead to a tragic and painful death
A disease whose creator was darkness herself
An illness for which there is no remedy or relief
It's pointless to prey, the gods won't hear me over the voices sounding in my head
They cause my memories and days to become the remains of sunken ships
Which are lost in the depths of great despair
Insanity is like a moth that descends upon my shoulder
It slowly turns into a black raven wrapping its wings around me
With every passing day it becomes more difficult to hold its weight
At one point this heavy burden prevents me from breathing
It makes everything around me colourless
And turns me into a ghost who submits to demented thoughts of existence
And In the end, it will finally sink its fangs into me
Draining my mortal blood so I may bleed no more
Bringing a depressive madness
An illness of the mind
Or the sickness without sense
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory,
Crying out in vain in a nothing that was
A sickness without sense; illness of the mind
Is this the curse of humankind?
Credits
Writer(s): Tamara Filipovic
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