Текст: Amon Amarth. Eyes Of Horror.

Every night I see through eyes of a different lunatic
And every night I fantasize in trancial mesmeric
All alone inside my head within my padded cell

Ruled by thoughts of another mind
Controlled by unseen eyes
In my mind I see the sun, plunge into the sea

And so the corpses and the thrill
My mind is warped, nothing's real
Do I dream or is it true?
The piercing scream, she never knew

Every night I see through eyes of a different lunatic
And every night I fantasize in [Incomprehensible]
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