And delirium is just a disease of the night
Delirium is just a disease of the night
Delirium is just a disease
And I'm just another daughter of darkness, darkness
Psycho-tropic wasteland
Just another wretched witch entranced
By the voodoo of the living dead
Haunted by more ghosts than I care
To recollect...as if all the lonely
Dear and departed come back to haunt
My body, that ravaged temple
How can one comfort the dead when even
Your patience for the living has expired
And they too continue to blake
Ripe with obsessive compulsions
Receive like shock waves
Thought criminals, who rob, rape
And sap you of your precious fluids
Until the flesh and bones become
A coffin, a cadaver, a cavity, hollowed