Soundtrack For The Unawakened

Noise is a soundtrack in your room Among the other madmen They stare at fire in the tube And you stand surprised there Waking up near by the fools Could be a little drastic When they shake their canes of the wood And try to use black magic There’s no place for a shelter There’s no time to scamper off Only a chance to please the God (or) Break the ice between the heaven and the hell Draw the angles with a ball-point pen It looks like the world is almost saved The injunction could cause you a little pain When you lay on the madhouse bed It’s hard to twig that you’re insane You not to need to take the drugs To believe in madness But it could be a heavy shock If you know that you’re there You found the way to face these walls Which you haven’t told them And when you start to hear the calls You should not forget There’s no place for a shelter There’s no time to scamper off Only a chance to please the God (or) Break the ice between the heaven and the hell Draw the angles with a ball-point pen It looks like the world is almost saved The injunction could cause you a little pain When you lay on the madhouse bed It’s hard to twig that you’re insane When you see the wolf To catch its wings at your door When you see as ghost Is trying to play Xbox When you feed your fish On a balcony to its dish When you ride a dog With the skirt and old sword Break the ice between the heaven and the hell Draw the angles with a ball-point pen It looks like the world is almost saved The injunction could cause you a little pain When you lay on the madhouse bed It’s hard to twig that you’re insane