R.U. Dead? - And the Moon Whispers

Life has become a labyrinth to me
with no one to guide me out
Confusion gets worse everyday
Constant struggling with bitterness and doubt

Illusions shattered one by one
Doom has become my ideal
And somehow my spirit is yearning for escape
to turn away from what is real

Hallucinations are what I prefer
to the everyday hell that I feel
Nothingness seems like paradise to me
'cause terror is all I can see

The wind caresses my skin
and shadows are tenderly kissing
My mind is slowly slipping away
and softly the moon whispers

And the moon - whispers Insane

Twisted turning voices are shrill
Shattered reality
No meaning, no emotions
Limbo is what the world seems to be

Colour flashlights hurting my eyes
I'm wishing that I was born blind
The speed of this life is just killing me
I'm leaving the ways of mankind