Dark Cube Of My Head

I feel i`m falling on darkness
the so called “black-soul “comes for me
i believe on my judment
whispers and whimpers cry my name again.

i feel i`m falling on darkness
the so called “black-soul “comes for me
i believe on my judment
whispers and whimpers cry my name again.

i don`t see a way through my mind
to escape from this war
i need a cure for me
i just need to escape far away

the concious and unconcious fight
arm with arm in the dark cube of my head
horror and panic invade it
and don`t let that passion takes my wickedness away

i don`t see a way through my mind
to escape from this war
i need a cure for me
i just need to escape far away

i`m wondering if i have the power to survive
cause this little strength is dissappearing
and if i die, lay my body on black roses,
but don`t let tears on me, let blood
yeah, blood for me!!!!

i don`t see a way through my mind
to escape from this war
i need a cure for me
i just need to escape far away