The Shadow Gallery - Machine Men

Like a stranger in me sending silent orders

Playing with my machine

— Overloads it with thoughts unclean

I see things I don’t want to see

I feel things I don’t want to feel

Who keeps the dark inside my cell?

Keeps me on the road to hell

Makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel

Playing games with my own mind driving me crazy

There’s no way out of here — from my shadow gallery

How long the system lasts between love and hate?

Feels like dreams are of glass

— Ripping my mind to pieces so fast

The sold soul is on fire again

Too many thoughts that remain

Who keeps the dark inside my cell?

Keeps me on the road to hell

Makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel

Playing games with my own mind driving me crazy

There’s no way out of here — from my shadow gallery

The shadow gallery

The shadow gallery

Who keeps the dark inside my cell?

Keeps me on the road to hell

Makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel

I see things I don’t want to see

I feel things I don’t want to feel

Who keeps the dark inside my cell?

Keeps me on the road to hell

Makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel

Playing games with my own mind driving me crazy

There’s no way out of here — from my shadow gallery

The shadow gallery

The shadow gallery

The shadow gallery

The shadow gallery

The shadow gallery