The Grandioure Of Our Sweet Mental Desease

Whatever you do, take care
I´ll be watching you crawl, the one to blame for your fall
canot fake one step, you´ll be haunted forever
enjoy the silence, don´t try to beg for mercy
i smell your fear, this drives me to extremes
abused, denied, because I was always different from yours
just a projection, the dark side of myself
swallow my fate, bleed my blood, suffer for me
this is the grandioure of our sweet mental disease