The Grandeur of Our Sweet Mental Disease

Whatever you do, take care
I'll be watching you crawl, the one to blame for your fall
Canot fake one step, you'll be haunted forever

Enjoy the silence, don't try to beg for mercy
I smell your fear, this drives me to extremes

Abused, denied, because I was always different from yours

Just a projection, the dark side of myself
Swallow my fate, bleed my blood, suffer for me

This is the grandioure of our sweet mental disease