The Art Of Subconscious Illusion歌词
  • 歌手:Avenged Sevenfold
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
    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 whats 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

    All the problems 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

    I can t use my abilities



    Use my abilities



    Art of Illusion

    My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body

    But I can't take their soul

    Punching through jello, stabbing not killing

    Disappointment, discomfort



    My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body

    But I can't take their soul

    Punching through jello, stabbing not killing

    Disappointment, discomfort



  • 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 whats 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

    All the problems 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

    I can t use my abilities



    Use my abilities



    Art of Illusion

    My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body

    But I can't take their soul

    Punching through jello, stabbing not killing

    Disappointment, discomfort



    My razor sharp knife's edge, pierces my victim's body

    But I can't take their soul

    Punching through jello, stabbing not killing

    Disappointment, discomfort