Repressed Experience Lyrics

Voices screaming inside my head,
Am I insane, am I even alive?
More than alive, I know I am.
The outside world is absolute,
But I live in a multitude of dimensions.
I am beyond reach,
Meaningless values don't matter to me.

Darker than the starless night,
I fell their creeping touch.
Swearing to myself:
It was the last time!

"Nothing's left here for you..."
Why won't you just leave me alone?
"...Your filth will last eternally."
Your words will not tangle my mind!
"You will never get rid of us."
I'll sacrifice anything fro just one moment of peace,
For just this moment of peace.
Blood, so beautiful,
Razors, my precious key of serenity.
Quiet, finally solitude,
Sometimes minutes, sometimes hours,
Before my fiend returns.
This moment of peace is worth any pain.
There are many ways to torture oneself.
Razors - cutting deep into my flesh.

Some try to understand,
Try to figure me out.
But my hands are tied,
I can only tell so much.
"You may not tell them our secrets..."
I may not talk about the voice, the demons!
"...Or we will torture you."
My filth will last forever!
"There is no hope for you."
Apathy - the fruit of repressed experience.
In my dreams, it keeps on haunting me.

My razors, precious blood.
Why won't serenity endure?
My blood, the one thing pure about me,
It gives just one moment of peace.
Is there blood stronger than mine?
Is there peace that will last?
A peace where voices make no difference?
"You may not seek that blood,
Depend on us or you will surely die."
Is there blood stronger than mine?
Is there peace that will last?