Morphine Days

Plastique Noir

Chemical spleen
How much time has been
Since I said never more
It doesn't matter for sure
Because just now I know
Those painful marks
Have drawned a map of my soul
On my forceless arms
Oxidated nails
Will bring me back from the chaos
To my safe port
My last resort

After swimming for years
Against mud rivers made liquid opium
Oniric sensation
Looking for redemption
Make believe I don't miss
So delightful bliss
Madness of abstractions of abstinence
Morpheus contorts my bowls with

Extreme violence
Warm comotion
Morphine Days
Synthetic emotions

So in my vains reverberates the sorrow
I have been my own betrayer
Please reality come back tomorrow
I wanna abdicate to be The Dreamaker

Herr Doktor
Are you there?
I've spent a long time looking for you again

Herr Doktor
Are you...?

Eldon.