Padded Cell Lyrics

in varied forms
I never knew anything like it before
my chest became this open wound
with a clock inside obsolete and sore


Marooned by these walls,
I await some change.
Disturbed by the calls,
I´m feeling strange.


They told me stories of oblivion
that I couldn´t cope with it
and that I´m not able to admit


She was my sun, my only friend
beautiful, kind and decent
All I had, now is dead


The one-eyed leader of the white flock offered a deal.
My psychosis he said is impossible to heal.
He trades freedom for his reputation,
´cause he couldn´t get on with the situation


Unpleasant stay my awareness decays.
Now I can see the light through the steaming haze.
New possibilities are the only things that matter to me.
I choose my path – onward discovery


The taste – of fingernails when I cowardly hide in the corner
the taste – of fingernails when she cowardly hides in my rotten core now


In my still rotting core