Letra de Bashfully Deformed (Phobia)

broken mirror damaged faces, distored, subdued voices, phobia in awe of yourself you're afraid to face your reflection you don't want to hear the lament of conscience, torn asunder you defend yourself... you defend yourself against the blow, inflicted by child form the garden of decay, deformed visions... deformed imagies... deformed visions... phobia phobia!!! ...stroke of rusty blade, with the surgeon's precision takes away your thumb - it has a bitter taste...? you're not bleeding you don't feel any pain the claw grows from the fresh wound it comes back, you feel the changes on your body again, the child floats there is no gravitation, phobia... broken mirror don't look at your reflection, please don't look... at the blind man!!! deformed visions... deformed imagies... deformed visions... phobia phobia!!!