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Disarmonia Mundi The Isolation Game

[Instrumental]

Right on, ram it down the things you fail to see are standing still Before your eyes in vivid colours draining your soul until you die And nothing's

Digging a grave out of the lies you've been feeding me so far Pushing your face right in the dirt 'cause you're nothing but a worm How does it feel

The last reality check has been a failure I guess you've noticed A monochromatic play of the things that I hate is just running through If you could

Fed up with bullshit mind castrating lies the more you preach and the less I wanna hear 'cause you're one of a kind, how can you relate with yourself

There are so many things that still escape from your numb and drug-infested brain So stuck in the mud you call a life sedated, self-castrated Your existence

[bonus track] I am a child of carnage Trapped in a cage of steel and glass (Keep holding me) You tried to hold me down To keep me quiet in the dark

to come For you have lost your power And I won't let you dispose of my life no more The isolation game The isolation, the isolation game