Painting My Horror
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โฑ๏ธ 5:59 duration
๐ ID: 475746
๐ Lyrics
It was a dark night, I couldn't see;
And senses were unbound in ESP
When in dream awake,
I'd paint,
Subconcious, the expanse I saw
The portal to the minds eye, open!
- I contemplated
Who it was that pulled the strings
O those things I saw in dreadful masquerade
Of stark madness went merry round with my head
I passed out, embraced their world
Savoured the poetry of revolt -
Sheer elegy of menace
I have not been the same since,
I took on the profession of a devil
The world I see in grotesque light
Evil perform with the gestures of a clown
Pure I live in blasphemy
Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown
From the code of common sense I'm free
To(o) bad you're not here to partake my strange horror
'Cause here is where or weys will part
I will not exchange their power,
Spring of my suffering
I do not envy the conscience pure
Of the blind man in his bliss world
I would not be devoid the fruit of guile
And senses were unbound in ESP
When in dream awake,
I'd paint,
Subconcious, the expanse I saw
The portal to the minds eye, open!
- I contemplated
Who it was that pulled the strings
O those things I saw in dreadful masquerade
Of stark madness went merry round with my head
I passed out, embraced their world
Savoured the poetry of revolt -
Sheer elegy of menace
I have not been the same since,
I took on the profession of a devil
The world I see in grotesque light
Evil perform with the gestures of a clown
Pure I live in blasphemy
Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown
From the code of common sense I'm free
To(o) bad you're not here to partake my strange horror
'Cause here is where or weys will part
I will not exchange their power,
Spring of my suffering
I do not envy the conscience pure
Of the blind man in his bliss world
I would not be devoid the fruit of guile
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:06.32] It was a dark night, I couldn't see;
[00:13.58] And senses were unbound in ESP
[00:21.78] When in dream awake,
[00:39.86] I'd paint,
[00:44.33] Subconcious, the expanse I saw
[00:51.63] The portal to the minds eye, open!
[01:01.54] - I contemplated
[01:04.27] Who it was that pulled the strings
[01:12.45] O those things I saw in dreadful masquerade
[01:20.59] Of stark madness went merry round with my head
[01:31.48] I passed out, embraced their world
[02:38.44] Savoured the poetry of revolt -
[02:45.76] Sheer elegy of menace
[02:49.30] I have not been the same since,
[03:04.77] I took on the profession of a devil
[03:15.68] The world I see in grotesque light
[03:21.01] Evil perform with the gestures of a clown
[03:51.57] Pure I live in blasphemy
[03:56.10] Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown
[04:06.95] From the code of common sense I'm free
[04:11.44] To(o) bad you're not here to partake my strange horror
[04:35.95] 'Cause here is where or weys will part
[04:41.37] I will not exchange their power,
[04:45.07] Spring of my suffering
[04:47.74] I do not envy the conscience pure
[04:50.47] Of the blind man in his bliss world
[04:53.17] I would not be devoid the fruit of guile
[05:01.38]
[00:13.58] And senses were unbound in ESP
[00:21.78] When in dream awake,
[00:39.86] I'd paint,
[00:44.33] Subconcious, the expanse I saw
[00:51.63] The portal to the minds eye, open!
[01:01.54] - I contemplated
[01:04.27] Who it was that pulled the strings
[01:12.45] O those things I saw in dreadful masquerade
[01:20.59] Of stark madness went merry round with my head
[01:31.48] I passed out, embraced their world
[02:38.44] Savoured the poetry of revolt -
[02:45.76] Sheer elegy of menace
[02:49.30] I have not been the same since,
[03:04.77] I took on the profession of a devil
[03:15.68] The world I see in grotesque light
[03:21.01] Evil perform with the gestures of a clown
[03:51.57] Pure I live in blasphemy
[03:56.10] Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown
[04:06.95] From the code of common sense I'm free
[04:11.44] To(o) bad you're not here to partake my strange horror
[04:35.95] 'Cause here is where or weys will part
[04:41.37] I will not exchange their power,
[04:45.07] Spring of my suffering
[04:47.74] I do not envy the conscience pure
[04:50.47] Of the blind man in his bliss world
[04:53.17] I would not be devoid the fruit of guile
[05:01.38]