Текст песни Opium

Twisting neath this putrid skin Like burning thorns in this rotten flesh Fade to the night my child The skin is numb Twisted grin, terror sweat A state of peace As above, so below Forevermore, nevermore Dead but dreaming The eye is all-seeing Dead but dreaming Is your master made of lies Crawling through this useless shell Hallucinating in this dream-like state Within me is all and everything Chaos shall reign