The Asylum

No, no don't take me
No, no not crazy
No, no don't take me no

Gowns of white now dull and grey
Asylum is where you'll stay
Condemned for thoughts that are not your own
Your life outside you must postpone
Helpless to the will of them
Take a pill and wait for death

No, no I don't want to take your pill
No, I'm not crazy, I'm just fine
No, no ahhhhh

CURTAIN LIFTED, PAINLESS GIFTED

Out of body
Out of mind
In the valleys
Outside time
The mind is free
The body gone
The fabric broken
Shackles gone

CURTAIN LIFTED, PAINLESS GIFTED

Still locked up and all alone
Mind is fried and soul is lost
Victim of torture experiments done
A life in the asylum
This asylum
Of our creation

CURTAIN LIFTED, PAINLESS GIFTED

It's a placed your forced to go
Your mind your thoughts are dead and gone
Your brain is mush
Your shackles tight

CURTAIN LIFTED, PAINLESS GIFTED

A life in the asylum
This asylum
Of our creation