Inner Turmoil

Savage drilling machine
Is trepanning my scull,
Pest's already inside.

Thoughts are getting’ so keen,
When I’m starting to mull,
They are blowing my mind.

I hear desolate words,
Someone’s trying to scream,
I turn music aloud.

Enough
I will shut up this voice,
I am going to drink
This will settle my mind.

I cannot sing these notes,
So I will scream.
Why don’t you hear my words
Is it a sin?

I’m your forgotten soul,
I’ve been locked inside the dreaful jail.
You are refusing me,
You know, you're hurting me,
Nevertheless, my voice in vain.   
I’m your forbidden soul,
I’ve been trapped inside... you are my jail.
You are refusing me,
You know, you're killing me,
Nevertheless, we are in vain.

Savage drilling machine
Is trepanning my scull,
Pest's is already inside.

Any thoughts are so keen,
When I’m starting to mull,
They are blowing my mind.

Drink a bottle ore more,
Smoke and having a sex
Now I’m feeling ok.

I don’t hear no more words,
Voices gone for their rest
After all, I'm still sane.

I cannot sing these notes,
So I will scream.
Why don’t you hear my words
Is it a sin?

I’m your forgotten soul,
I’ve been locked inside the dreaful jail.
You are refusing me,
You know, you're hurting me,
Nevertheless, my voice in vain.   
I’m your forbidden soul,
I’ve been trapped inside... you are my jail.
You are refusing me,
You know, you're killing me,
Nevertheless, we are in vain.