Smoke Through the Skull - Benighted

Skeletal nature, so vulnerable

Control of threatening cloud shapes, drawn against me

Skin penetration, sarcastic intrusion

Taking away my thoughts through an innocent mouth

Piercing virginity

Tracing with a vicious scalpel

On the black cephalic domain

Special tools for a flowing paint

Skies changing according to my will

Cards become precisely exciting

With such a chaotic disharmony

That I drown in it with pleasure

They entered, forced me and I subdued them

Intruders vaporized in toxic air

Crossing the open door to the soul

The smoke through the skull

Magnetic control attempt

The smoke through the skull

A delicious, tamed haze that can bite at any time

My skin liquefies, falls to the ground and infiltrates the mud

The gases burn the disintegrated tissue, show them the dark design

Savor my dripping flesh while the master climbs to the top of my fortress

Crossing the open door to the soul

The smoke through the skull

The closed box of unbearable memories covered with dust

He shatters the already cracked door

And the child cries

Schizophrenic influence syndrome

Dimensions where the mind can travel

Human condition sometimes asks for anesthesia

Says the smoke

Swimming in the ocean of anguish

Disturbed by articular crepitation

Seeking oxygen when the invisible gags you

When you can’t breathe anymore

Crossing the open door to the soul

The smoke through the skull

Magnetic control attempt

The smoke through the skull

The closed box of unbearable memories covered with dust