IRC-Galleria

I hear voices in my head,
They counsel me,
They understand,
They talk to me.

You got your rules and your religion,
All designed to keep you safe.
But when rules start getting broken,
You start questioning your faith.
I have a voice that is my savior,
Hates to love and loves to hate.
I have a voice that has the knowledge,
And the power to rule your fate.

I hear voices crying.
I see heroes dying.
I taste blood that's drying.
I feel tensions rising.

I hear voices in my head,
They counsel me,
They understand,
They talk to me,
They talk to me.
They tell me things that I will do.
They show me things I'll do to you.
They talk to me...

All the lawyers are defenseless.
All the doctors are diseased.
And my preachers are sinners.
And police just take the grease.
All the judges you are guilty.
All the bosses I would fire.
All your banks will have losses.
Politicians are the liars.

I see darkness falling.
I hear voices calling.
I feel justice crawling.
I see faith has fallen.

I hear voices in my head,
They counsel me,
They understand,
They talk to me,
They talk to me.
They tell me things that I will do.
They show me things I'll do to you.
They talk to me...

I hear voices crying.
I see heroes dying.
I taste blood that's drying.
I feel tensions rising.

I hear voices in my head,
They council me,
They understand,
They talk to me,
They talk to me.

They tell me things that I will do.
They show me things I'll do to you.
They talk to me...