Is it in my mind or am I deprived of all things in sight?
Who can tell if no one's around?
I can't tell
Could be just the high of feeling delight in such a weird time
Who can tell if no one's around?
I can't tell
You're healing no wounds by praying to god
Oh I have doubts
Kneeling to him won't get you too far
The devil disguised as my good advice corrupts my own mind
Causing ties between you and I
My own hell
In favor of life I'll try to abide with all parasites
Down in the drain I'll sing in the rain
My own hell
You're healing no wounds by praying to god
Oh I have doubts
Kneeling to him won't get you too far