Controversial thoughts in my head
Stolid walls turn into read
Braindead lambs wherever I go
Nude without fur, but they donât know
Caressive winds touches my skin
Mercury talks to me and I let them in
In condition to kill I blame everyone
I can not see theyâre all gone
Fossils of brave, know where they are
I donât know
Worms in my mind, takes all away
Nothing but the black
Nothing but the dead will ever stay
