SHW - Psychotheque Lyrics

Suddenly he fell from light to darkness
Different scenery, a different prospect
Different dull colours before his eyes

Strange flares all around
So many snares on the ground
Narrow and twisted ways
Lead to another place...

Psychotheque...
Psychotheque...

Walking and talking to itself
Forgetting reality and truth
Through a myriad of questions
Through an unlikely wood

Tall trees too near
Make a perfect maze
And with his growing fear
He tries to get over this deep haze

Psychotheque...
Psychotheque...

Trying to turn away...
Turn away this place...

He should to get away from himself?
He should to get away from himself?
He should to get away from himself?
He should to get away from himself?