Death Is Not A Parallel Move

All of my thoughts are from a foreign host

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost



All of my thoughts are from a foreign host

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost



All of my thoughts are from a foreign host

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost

Now I feel just like a ghost



Don't be afraid lille vän of violence

I'm only poisoning you, not gonna stab you

Don't be afraid lille vän of my troubled mind

I'm just poisoning you a little

With my gloom



This far too much like a noise

It happens to be not so nice

I must nod

I must shatter

I must diffuse

This fractured consciousness

This soft abuse



The identity I composed out of terror has become oppressive now

I must (not) defy (defeat) this dark assignment

I'm over it now

I'm so over it now



Don't be afraid lille vän of violence

I'm only poisoning you, not gonna shoot you.

Don't be afraid lille vän of my troubled mind

I'm just poisoning you a little

Everyday