Catatonia

And if you know now the mirror of the Spirit

You know You’re made of , completely made of black

despair

Made of sadness, hate, hate and greed

When the night falls – demons come

I am inert, I let them come

And I hear - “close your eyes”

And I hear – “”close your mind”

Communing with them I fall down

Deeper and deeper, I am dying out

I’m not afraid of it - it’s a dream

I only want to rest from it

from hell

hell in my head

I can be afraid only of thing I don’t know well

I ‘m sinking free, I feel no pain

Demons rip my soul,

And I want no help, no more

Death is a friend, it’s my natural state

Fuuuuuck!

Fuck You, fuck me !

It’s a demon’s game – you know?

You’re not a player – you’re a pawn

You are round of their game

Catatonia is the way

To make you weak ,to make you sad

To deprive the will of life

Demons are around , they’re real

They are to bring you to hell

You can survive - believe and pray