Repressed Experience Lyrics

Voices screaming inside my head,
am I insane, am I even alive?
More than alive, I know I am.
The outside world is absolute
but I live in a multitude of dimensions.
I am beyond reach.
meaningless values don't matter to me.
Darker than the starless night.
I feel their creeping touch.
Swearing to myself;
it was the last time!

Nothing's left here for you...
Why won't you just leave me alone?
... Your filth will last eternally.
Your words will not tangle my mind!
You will never get rid of us
I'll sacrifice anything for just one moment of peace,
for just this moment of peace.
Blood, so beautiful,
razors, my precious key of serenity.
Quiet, finally solitude,
sometimes minutes, sometimes hours
before my fiend returns.
This moment of peace is worth any pain.
There are many ways to torture oneself.
Razors- cutting deep into my flesh.
Some try to understand,
try to figure me out.
But my hands are tied,
I can only tell so much.
You may not tell them our secrets...
I may not talk about the voices, the demons!
... Or we will torture you.
My filthy will last forever!
There is no hope for you
Apathy- the fruit of repressed experience.
In my dreams, it keeps on haunting me.
My razors, precious blood.
Why won't serenity endure?
My blood, the one thing pure about me,
it gives just one moment of peace.
Is there blood stronger than mine?
Is there peace that will last?
A peace where voices make no difference?
You may not seek that blood
depend on us or you will surly die
Is there blood stronger than mine?
Is there peace that will last?