The Paranoid - Ihsahn
This sphere of isolation
A hall of mirrors multiplying
Grotesque featuresof a golden idol
Melting fast in the firesof confession
And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame
And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame
Dim lights from a dying coal
cast a silhouette upon
the soot-smeared window
the unsolvable crime
And the heart implodes
like a faithless star
beating with words
beating fast
Into the colds of nothingness
Beyond redemption
And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame
And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame
And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame
And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame