Meshuggah - Disenchantment Тексты

Me, the paragon of fear
An immobile skein of tangled nerves exposed
Hastily clawing my way into the darkest of my
Inner scenes of torture

I stay my breath to escape this slavery
I stay my breath to re-awake and face it encore
The struggle to free myself of restraints
Becomes my very shackles
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