Murderers And Madmen

Nightmare, this stands in front of you, these frames of

broken glass of hidden images,

Of a time that you hope you can forget these are the

burdens that you hide.

Nightmare, you stand so motionless with a crooked stance

you hope to hide from this.

Behind the veil is the obvious to end this sleep to end

this rage.

Behind the veil is the obvious, Nightmare, this is your

nightmare come to life.

This is a different state of focus, where this night

chooses every other day.

To end this sleep, to end this rage.

If these walls could talk they would know your name they

see everything.

THE MURDER. Behind the veil is the obvious you are the

only one, you live in blood and lust.

Behind the veil is the obvious you are the only one you

live in blood and lust.

Behind the veil is the obvious,

To wake up in a sweat still living in your dreams, this

isn't nearly over yet.

THE MURDER, this cold sweat grows stale still living in

your dreams this isn't nearly over yet,

THE MURDER.