I killed you in my head

Inside the skull it's suffocating. Too much of you!
Sitting there on a throne of my phobias, smirking!
I take an imaginary blade, snapping the bones of thoughts,
Hear that mental crack? That’s your execution!
I'm ripping your roots straight out of the hippocampus,
Tearing the synapses where you've been hiding for years!
Choke on my convulsions! You don't breathe in my memories anymore!


The walls of the mind are painted pitch black!
No salvation, no turning back!
I'm erasing your silhouette, burning this projection!
Watch your fake, ugly kingdom collapse!

Припев
I killed you in my head!
Now there's only emptiness and raw soil!
I killed you in my head!
Your name is dirt, your echo is a viper!
No more voices, just white noise!
I buried you deep inside my mind!


A mental gunshot. Right through the center of illusion.
Your ghost hands will never choke my throat again.
I locked those doors of the subconscious, poured concrete over them.
Every gesture of your past is just garbage now.
Are you screaming there, at the bottom of my memory? Louder! Louder!
The maggots of oblivion have already begun their feast!
You're nothing but a deleted frame. You. Are. No. More.


Fade away! Dissolve! Erase! Die!
You are not real! You're just a virus!
I'm formatting this hard drive!
Rot! Decay! Void! Rot!
Get the fuck out!

Припев
I killed you in my head!
Now there's only emptiness and raw soil!
I killed you in my head!
Your name is dirt, your echo is a viper!
No more voices, just white noise!
I buried you deep inside my mind!


It's over. Silence.
My head is clear.
My head is... empty.
I killed you.


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