Something hides beneath our skin Speaks to us in dreams Destructive when we need support Letting out its steam Demoralize our inner will Nursing all the hate In conflict with ourselves We try to open up the gate
This time you will find Patience, rest your worried mind
Turning loose the beast inside Use all mortal tricks Fulfill the dreams of instant death Feel all senses mix
This time you will find Patience, rest your worried mind
Lose track of time in yourself Find yourself under a spell You want to, you got to You need to make it live You will not, you can not You must not try to give
Lose track of time in yourself Find yourself under a spell You want to, you got to You need to make it live
