Necromancia - The Riddle Тексты

Paranoia possessing my thoughts
Try to piece together the jig-saw of mind
An empty road without return

Condemned to vegetate
Mental disorder, schizoid fate
Soul sickness, insanity

The riddle of human brain
Inside his mind hides a mystery

Auditory hallucination
I can't control my schizophrenia
Soul sickness, insanity

The riddle of the human brain
Inside his mind hides a mystery
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