Psychic Torture - Project Pitchfork

A screaching sound inside of my head

What am I doing here?

Shiny needles in my eyes and nowhere to hide

Angels cry from above

They’re not reaching me

Darkness all around me

I’m yearning for the light

The torment of the mind

The torment of the mind never seems to end

Shattered thoughts dripping from the walls

Instruments sparkle in the light and drained

Feelings washed away

A scorching breath passes the face

Burned out eyes

They can’t get me

I’m safe — my soul is free

I open my eyes…