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