Possession/The Negative کے بول

The endowment of savoring moments A certain safety found among the pale lines Now I stand here watching them steal the stage When we suppress the demons lying inside Lost somewhere between the seconds of sleep Serving another master of... Clutching on false impressions and makings of disdain That seems to fall on resolving my remains Possession... Deep within my soul... and never letting go Return to spread the hollow shell of will I am approaching the minutes of purity Burn the predictions of when to decline Pulling choices that are killing me Lost somewhere between the seconds of sleep Serving another master of... Possession... Deep within my soul... and never letting go Possession... Depression for pain... the nightmare still remains Possession... The cure left in vain... overjoyed by my pain Possession... Decay often brings... the nightmare of me