ON HIS WAY WITH A LOSS OF REALITY
PARTS OF HIM DYING INSIDE IS ALL OF HIS LIFE
FADE TO GREY, BORN TO GROW OLD AND SLOW
LIVING BELOW HIS DAMN PRIDE CORRODING RISE
WHY DON'T YOU DRIVE ME TO HELL?
SPILLING THE SANDS OF TIME
SO MANY CRIES FOR THE DEATH
PLEDGE OF DEMENTIA
AS IT DWELLS LACK OF PERCEPTION GROWS
ALL THAT HE BARELY RECALLS WILL VANISH AT ONCE
BROKEN SOUL IS REFLECTED (IN) INCUBATING RAGE
RUMOURS GO ROUND IN HIS HEAD AT LEAST HE'LL FORGET
WHY DON'T YOU DRIVE ME TO HELL?
SPILLING THE SANDS OF TIME
SO MANY CRIES FOR THE DEATH
PLEDGE OF DEMENTIA
DRIFT IN DYSPHORIA
RISING AGGRESSION
DAMN AGITATION
AFFECTED AND SLEEPLESS
CURE HIS DEPRESSION
WAITING FOR PATIENCE
TURNING AWAY FROM MENTAL COLLIDE

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