My senses are lost
I need the rock
to run in my vains so tight
My brains are dust
and I'm feeling lust
I'm ready now for a little fight

Can you hear the voices,
they tell me to make my choises.
Stop me! I don't want to loose
my mind for the things I do

There is to got to be
a heart in me
That beats the eternal life
The fear is true
of wish that you
could be my friend in life

Can you hear the voices,
they tell me to make my choises.
Stop me! I don't want to loose
my mind for the things I do

I'm praying for
that I wont fall
They're coming for me and my soul
the final door
worth dying for
After it I'll be a John Doe