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Title: Enslaved Dreams
Artist: JBird
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never thinking of what i dream always collapsing my own dreams installing my
own torture never thought enough to listen to my own suffering eachday nailed
shut inside my pain lurks within to much inside held my tongue with my nife
tasted my own blood from the nife noone awaits my time of my death unknown date
unknown place eachday compelled to die in my own home giving all my time into
my own plans for suicide remembering everything that started it all which is
nothing that never even happend always thinking of things that never happend
inside my head lurks a dangerous intacted thought of survival cant wait to make
it up inside my own shell i hide from my own reality loosing my mind in the
darkness it feels as if i grow weaker compressing anger with negativity you see
myself flying in my own nightmares crashed into the sun burn myself to death
what if my dreams where real you know they will frighten you to suicide you
will be enslaved by its own reality from the enslaved to the dominate force of
your own soul you suffer within secertly you want to die injected by the posion
inside your soul you feel like your gone inside your mind feel my blood thick
as rotting milk the taste of it will make you sick discolored blood you see i
bleed the paranoy surrounds your soul incavitates your mind blocked images from
your own life reappear haunting and tormenting disfigured faces show up inside
your head the voices all disoriented underated awaiting for your own suffering
the death of reality haunting tormenting insane dream you will dream you see
yourself falling down and dying apon your mothers grave breathe the air of doom
as it captures your soul slowly enslaved by mankind's own twisted freaks of
nature as they feed apon your soul the enslaved dreams control our minds feed
on our fear everything you wanted disfigured and gone insane something new
for your collection of memories disturbing your mind eachday they haunt you
the enslaved dreams of your own life abused by the dreams enslaved to them
they control your soul they capture your feelings and rip them apart you feel
nothing but fear inside your soul