Insanity from Straitjackets by Etienne Carstens

how cold these hearts are
one child's lonely thought
how deathly my own dreams were
when my intent was to rot

if my last words were to last
it should echo amongst men
that I was one of the lost
until I knew I need to give in

into this insanity
into this insanity

where I knew my youth was gone
where my worlds were so torn
these hands went slowly numb
as if life it never wore

I could live a thousand lives
and love a thousand bodies
my life never was mine once
quitely dies so no one sees

into this insanity
into this insanity

into this insanity
into this insanity

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