Testo di An Observation

I have seen through occult forces - another side of life Hungry demons joined in darkness - to desecrate my soul A funeral is all I see, a funeral is all I feel I have viewed from acid towers - the other side of life Bloody fields of iron flowers - in a world of plastic smiles A funeral is all I feel, a funeral is all I've seen Floating on a four leaf clover, everything's a dream Reality becomes the joker, laughter turns to screams Follow paths of institution blindly through this life The butcher of your inner conscience stabs you with his knife