Odds of images show me another life
My serenity fades
Something outrageous happenned?!
When I watch my hands
The smell of blood comes to me
What have I done?
A strange combination of things
A quiet citizen hidden in a murderer
These were not my hands
Have a strange impression
My God
My God I lose control!
My God
My God I lose control!
My God
My God I lose control!
My God I lose control!
These were not my hands
Have a strange impression
That people have already seen me
Oh they know me so well
My God I lose control!
(My God I lose control)
There was somebody else in me before
Psykron concieved me?
I can't believe
They gave me another life
My soul changed not my body!
Nothing can prove what I say
Psykron protect us
My God
My God I lose control!
My God
My God I lose control!
My God
My God I lose control!
My God I lose control!
Is it a real protection?
But it's not moral
