From another world, it pains.

Its a ritual, its everyday. Psychotic and strange, my veins.
Condition, symptoms, from another world it pains.

Horror the past, comes from the dead
Why can't i forget, i rather be instead
I asked a million, they said,
Condition, symptoms, from another world it pains.

Tell me, my story from the sands of truth
Flowing by the sea, the pirates rum of loot
Outer space, the stars they rain,
Condition, symptoms, from another world of pains.

Sonically, it shattered the noble orders of the game,
Shouting loud, the reason i beg the one i claim


Its a ritual, its everyday. Psychotic and strange, my veins.
Condition, symptoms, from another world it pains.

~fiazio