时间：2014-01-01
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Temporary Psychotic State (A recollection of where it all began) - Subterranean Masquerade
Mirrors covered my hopes for endless mournful hours
Hours of staring into me
As time passes in circles surrounding fields of trust â
Faithless I'll drown â free
I wish my fingers to bleed from a touch of grace
I wish my eyes to be wounded by a broken glass
Passionate to paint my dreams in daylight
Beyond the fields of grief a path
Withered as your bright world
Count dead hours under neurotic spark
To be heard in silence
To be embraced in the nights
Sometimes I feel I'm drowning
In this sea of despair and lust
With salty tears like pilgrims
I'm witnessing my own demise
Passionate to cross this border
To come free at once
To throw myself into the fire
Immortal I'll become one with the dust
Forgive me as I'm losing
I'm almost there I'm coming â
Almost touching â
So real
So close â
So much for fighting this psychotic state of mine
Do you know how it feels to be awakened as water covers my eyes
