Black Comedy Mental Carnage Lyrics

(yeah) Higher ground, lower stream
The balance of my mind is everything but fine
But my time is coming, my time is coming
I stand in a line, next time will be mine

Scorn-blown mind-religion, there is a missing link
Between reality and what you f*cking think
Movements without intention, caused by frantic fear
Numb to the chaos, so far yet so near

So what is wrong with me?
What should I do?
Searching my mind for answers, without a clue
Find my inner help, find my inner self

Falling down, climb aside
Dubbed me a mental portrait
Struggle within a state of mind
Soothing to lure all mankind
Reflecting absence truly blind
All that’s left is society’s swine Stupidity: I am not one of a kind

Movements without intention, caused by frantic fear
Numb to the chaos, so far yet so near

So what is wrong with me?
What should I do?
Searching my mind for answers, without a clue
Find my inner help, find my inner self

So what is wrong with me? What should I do?
Searching my mind for answers, without a clue
Find my inner help, find my inner self
Scorn-blown mind-religion, there is a missing link
Between reality and what you f*cking think
Strip me of a conscious in this mental Babylon
Restore me to what I once was cause already too far
down
…for you!