Текст песни Occlude - Teologen , Agiris

There's an imperious strain on my cognitive ability
It's chivalry to demon-hood and mayhem to a saint
I tried to paint a diagram, its dire than the rhoea
The arrears of my mental solitude are due another tainted
Fiver with a faint hint of tainted cocaine
The driver of this vehicle is claiming no brain
And now my thoughts are abandoning ship, clipped and ripped
By a man with a hand and a whip, it's all shit in

My mind my head my brain my psyche
My time is dead, my pain shines brightly
My mind my head my brain my psyche
My neck is stained the veins flow tightly

I find myself at ease when I see myself bossin'
But I'm pausing right now
The mechanics of the clock need their wires crossing
So I'm tossing them out
I resume to a flume of stagnant water
No more hunger in my old goldilocks porridge eyes
I consume a Utopia's glume there's no more room for
Fields of golden docks and forest skies
Lost my head, beauty grieves
Anne Boleyn and Anne of Cleves
My crown needs glossing
We're stuck with principalities, all the kings and all the queens are dossing
If only I could say what's in

My mind my head my brain my psyche
This grind ahead, the gain's unlikely
My mind my head my brain my psyche
I hope this pressure doesn't strike me

Love is overrated, seldom cherished when you have it
How's your day been? How's your grey beaming halo?
The dull light is fading need to plug it in and charge it
Large voltage make a grey streaming whale blow
Choke in the smog of this whale matter
Don't say it doesn't coz it will matter
Pull that shit from your eyes that's wool matter
The world feels flatter and my maps been capped errrr
I work best with the moon
(Luna light heal me so, illuminate the world below)
She brings me crackers with her cheese
We bitch about the sun before the morning cracks her withered knees
And down she goes, bowing out, takes my mind away with her
My head, my brain maintain a constant drain throughout the day's river
I wish for a psychedelic psyche release
I'm getting micro sceptic shocks that need a macro relief
I've got this agro in me, feel like I'm gagged roaming free is all I wanna be but still I'm dragged
It's all knowingly coz of my mind, my head, my brain and my psyche

My mind my head my brain my psyche
My Infraredic flame is icy
My mind my head my brain my psyche
The biomeds are far too pricy
I'll disguise this crisis lightly