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