Mind’s Dissection (Autopsy of a Soul)

Read now my tales.
Dissection of a mind to forget
As I rot, in the end
Emptiness was what I found
for all my spat pain.( x2)

The autopsy of my soul

Pleasure I found on their suffering
Their faces dissolved by fear
Embracing their pain with my madness
Feeling the end so near

I killed because wasn’t redemption
In my tales they were just my mediums  
Without remorse for massacration
Lost in mind their desolation.

I enjoy with all this masquerade
You can't close your eyes to life's evidence
You'll finnish being your own victim
Nobody will stop my hands, I'm like God

Chorus:
Fragile toys…
Always played with their souls
Tried to find…
Decrepitude of all mankind
Deep inside…
Their minds to me belong

Annihilation, paranoia,
madness, pusaco, flesh,
blood-thirst, morbidity,
ecstasy.

Searching light of God
Inside dead bodies
Fading all their thoughts
Turning into sadness.

Now that calm arrives
I can clearly see all what I've done
And rape the silence with sorrow from my voice

The game has just begun
My hand is your hand, take the knife
Dissect your mind and fade away your life

Chorus:
Fragile toys…
Always played with their souls
Deep inside…
Dissection of a mind

My soul's autopsy
Opened now is my mind
So, as you can read
All my thoughts are in these lines
Whispers behind the words...