Bred from a thought
A little mouvement in the air
Takes shape in a few second
Becomes a monster
I can't hear what it's saying
It's not that it is soft-spoken
Or my hear have fallen off
Its words p**** my skin
I'm trying to keep them out
But after three days they've eaten their way to my inmost
Where they hold a mad feast on the pulp called my heart
I do . I nothing but do wish for a storm to blow off from here
To spread our minds , untangle our chimeras
They're materialising
Tell me nothing more
Don't want to know anything more
I don't want to elaborate my nightmares any further
Or make them step out of the air
Don't need more dream matter
You think I can't ?
Oh I can get hurt
I can get so hurt
They hold a mad feast on the pulp called my heart
I just can't love anymore
I ' ve created a monster ... Oh no , what I have done
A little mouvement in the air
Takes shape in a few second
Becomes a monster
I can't hear what it's saying
It's not that it is soft-spoken
Or my hear have fallen off
Its words p**** my skin
I'm trying to keep them out
But after three days they've eaten their way to my inmost
Where they hold a mad feast on the pulp called my heart
I do . I nothing but do wish for a storm to blow off from here
To spread our minds , untangle our chimeras
They're materialising
Tell me nothing more
Don't want to know anything more
I don't want to elaborate my nightmares any further
Or make them step out of the air
Don't need more dream matter
You think I can't ?
Oh I can get hurt
I can get so hurt
They hold a mad feast on the pulp called my heart
I just can't love anymore
I ' ve created a monster ... Oh no , what I have done