Agnosia লিরিক্স

Cloistered, distressed, immersed Sabotaged by my own mind Amidst an inherent chaos After a strong light I wake up Sweat, tear, cold pale skin Traces of a sick mind His past torments him Inside him an immense evil grows A deafening voice guides you Take this knife Your family, maybe? Even not understanding, he reflects On what will you be committed soon I don't see faces, I don't hear anything Just the hissing of bones with the razor Hot blood running down the floor Should I have done it or not? A lapse of reality surrounds me I try, but my body doesn't move But a voice keeps insisting to say Kill Kill Kill