So here it comes again
the grip of hangmans hand
way out straight to be insane
the gift that I can't stand

Strange pictures in my head
running hell
twisted reality
then silent prayer

Waiting for a starlight ,for the midnight
for my pain
standing on the thin line
between the mad and the sane
strugglining with a frustration
the provocation
of what it used to be
perfect isolation , a fearkiller
will secure me

You're my obsession , I'm your confession
you want to possess me , I'm drained
I'm your obsession than you're my confession
I'm gonna break you down
you're gone!

So here it comes again
another sleepless night
another mindless ride
I'm here to get some more