Within the hollow shell, fascinating in size
The new-born hallucination is weeping inside
Caressed in protective electric wires,
For the sunshine is blinding her eyes

Ignoring the objections lock tomorrow in a box
And release it to the rays
When the timing seems at place

Ignoring the objections lock Tomorrow in a box
And release it to the rays
When the time will eat your face

A likeness, to be emphasized
Atoms that don't like to be resized
A solid, hollow shell to hold the eyes
And the rest is a mask on the dust
I draw portraits, I sculpt ideas
I picture your chase your pursue for identity, a face

A likeness, to be emphasized
Atoms chained, not willing to demise
A solid, hollow shell to hold the eyes
And the rest is a mask on the dust
On my hand plays a storm
In my storm you were born
I've pinned your soul on a thorn
I hold your life in a flask

In your skull there's a cell
Telling you to decay
In your skull there's this voice
Calling you to obey
In your skull there's a master
Telling you you're enslaved
In your skull there's your home
Makes you feel you are safe

I am the only to control the chaos in your skullbox
I am the one to generate the voices in your skull

He who speaks - speaks of those who seek
Seek for isolation, a place to contain his voice

I am the only to control you

In your skull there's a membrane
That captures my voice
It's your skull that avoids to deal with the pain
I'm the tumor in your brain, a static noise
That never recoils
I can set you in flames

The chains that you've bound your life to
Scarved on your skin the portrait
Of your skull as your grave

Immient suffering you brought on your self
You build your walls, I shatter your shell

See, the fuel that feeds your fury
Spawns in hallucinations, for I am blind