Penyanyi : Avenged Sevenfold
Album : Sounding the Seventh Trumpet (2001)
Judul lagu : The Art Of Subconscious Illusion
A living nightmare, asleep but still aware
The endless torture, the painless pleasure
I grasp myself trying to regain control
Experienced and learned in another faction of my mind
So confused but everything makes perfect sense
Can't feel the pain, emotional pain is so much deadlier
Lost, you've just been raped
Pain, your friends can't help you
Why wont they help you?
Another reality
This can't be happening
Why is this happening?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck...are you?
Trying hard to figure out what's done
I scramble but now I run the images in my head
All the problems that I've been fed
All the problems that I've been fed
Running in my head
Punching slowly my mind can't change the speed
As my victims bleed
No matter what I do or how hard I try
Can't use my abilities, use my abilities
Art of illusion
My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body
But I cannot take their soul
Punching through jello, stabbing not killing
Disappointment, discomfort
My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body
But I cannot take their soul
Punching through jello, stabbing not killing
Disappointment, discomfort
Album : Sounding the Seventh Trumpet (2001)
Judul lagu : The Art Of Subconscious Illusion
A living nightmare, asleep but still aware
The endless torture, the painless pleasure
I grasp myself trying to regain control
Experienced and learned in another faction of my mind
So confused but everything makes perfect sense
Can't feel the pain, emotional pain is so much deadlier
Lost, you've just been raped
Pain, your friends can't help you
Why wont they help you?
Another reality
This can't be happening
Why is this happening?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck...are you?
Trying hard to figure out what's done
I scramble but now I run the images in my head
All the problems that I've been fed
All the problems that I've been fed
Running in my head
Punching slowly my mind can't change the speed
As my victims bleed
No matter what I do or how hard I try
Can't use my abilities, use my abilities
Art of illusion
My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body
But I cannot take their soul
Punching through jello, stabbing not killing
Disappointment, discomfort
My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body
But I cannot take their soul
Punching through jello, stabbing not killing
Disappointment, discomfort
