Mourning Affliction کے بول

I dreamt I was in the skin of someone else And everybody around me Told me that I was this man Preferred blindness to lucidity Truth is a blinding sun that sight can't stand To fill the emptiness with flight chorus Mourning affliction makes the lie Makes the madness Torn away Ancient trauma, epileptic passage, the rebirth of rage Subconscious Deceased person, his face comes to my mind So familiar but so frightening Lying powers dominate I'm the sum of the identities which compose me As pieces of puzzle The real one falls in nothingness Lost in dark parallel spheres Let it die You lie, let him die Escape by all means the conscience of the mortal state chorus