Deinonychus Insomnia 1. Nightfall Guides Insomnia To Be An Everlasting Mental Torture, With This Being The Concequence Carried away by the kiss of the night, heaven pitch black, the moon my only guide My eyes gazing holes, mirror a timeless labyrinth, downstairs I go for a while The most abominate memories arise, piercing through the night, no invitation applied Mentally cursed this journey, paralyzed eyelids, pushed the pause-button of life Riding the beast for such a long time, surreal madness, no sleep will ever arrive Scarlet visions of my open pulse, liquid draining away, is this a dream to be told? Chaotic and picturesque, voices strangled to death, without any emotion expressed Where to find the beauty of sleep, is it for sale somebody say, killing my conciousness Insomnia is my name Raping your peace Piercing you Mindless I give you timeless thoughts Cold and sweated limbs Exhausted you'll awake Memories painting torture Walk like the dead Hell on earth killing time, murder peace of mind, by daylight condemned to be blind Returning every night, countless and deformed, the horror roaring inside Jumping from the edge, no more nights appear, quietly and yet peaceful Weakened and dead flesh, remains of utter punishment, peace at last. 2. We Have Uncovered A Question And Now We Must Unearth The Answer Thrown through a window, naked they had to fall Easy prey for knives to seize, screaming and applauding Tongues tasting the odour, the eyes anaesthetized, witness Barely motivating forward, the question to this dismayed answer Bones that fathoming immensely, while crushing on the pavement Aghast they gazed amongst us, not willing to answer at all Chained and adhered by faith, scripted words to be obeyed A trail of bloodied feathers left, resolving the knives quest Machines spawning heavenly music, silently they stop smiling Throw back your steaming laughter, and close that window forever We cannot find the answer to this all, clouded our visions are The blood mirrors many questions, unable to reveal the answer Heavy the weight, carrying the soulless, holes to be emptied Stabbing on and on, amusing the heartless, follow the blade Stripped naked, winter welcomes them with a warm surface, questioning The years have taken the young and the old, knives never asleep Stop this madness from taking my sanity, the window is nearby I see them coming on the stairway, the knives welcoming their bearing 3. To Diagnose The Fortunes Of Paranoia Consuming Consciousness And Sanity Curtains fell from the night, divulging blasphemy, orifice wound Amassing from the flames, raining from the blue, ashes remain Immersed by intense heat, melting tissue burns, pale is my skin Injected fuel penetrating my veins, boiling my brains, satisfactory diagnose Dissever me, entomb me Killing me, entomb me Grass is growing here, smiling upon me, blackened soil remains Glass pieces mirror, horrifying silhouettes, walls weeping silently Ice stiffened my limbs, constrained emotions, isolating fear Dismantling the core, swept away with ire, another sin ends Frankly seen I don't care, no witness to tell, collecting a thousand memories Paranoia takes me 4. Long I Feared That My Sins Would Return To Visit Me, And The Cost Is More Than I Bear The night an overture that frightens my sentience Blurred visions of the past taken the midnight train Gas escaping from tubes hands straining to obscurity No station we would stop by straight on to Nemesis The fire cauterizing creating a sun into those very nights Pictures remaining to visit the burden weighting so heavy Birds witness the smell of the burning ones coming their way I pray and pray but this midnight train is here to stay Thousands have pledged for mercy at my knees in despair A gunshot through their head I really couldn't care The collection of tears would dowsing the candle forever Mindless I stare at dusk another train to arrive soon Half a century later surrounded by grieving voices in pain The barrel pointed to my head would be my last train.. 5. Reasons To Open Your Eyelids And Awake The Apocalypse Iris Is Telling You Staring the blind, they are surrounded by a view without electricity Can't see the readings of God, not believing the world is telling them Slashed their veins, they cannot tell what colour their blood is pouring from I agree upon thee, that life without a view is a rape of light and vision Their eyes had been taken, by surprise, with cruelty, and sadism Incursion followed, with horrid pain, my hands couldn't stop, I had to claim Carmine my flesh, I've taken their light, I am the sadist, you're the walking night Couldn't see my face, wondered why, I behold all power, no one is innocent Retribution for what I never could see... Scattered they walk to bury their eyes... Speaking voices spinning in my head claiming the views upon I fed Those pictures collected from the innocent enfeebling my will to live Deep down my journey facing the last of images passing by The sadist betrayed me, all this cruelty to read here was just a lie... Raped, my sanity Life, taken from me