Master Of Illusions - Pán iluzí
It’s really crazy, what’s in my head
The bugs are crawling they’re confused, and they bite`
The days are hazy, the nights I pray
To my sweet Lord and he knows he’s the Master
Love me more, I am your Lord, friend or foe
It’s really painful, the evil dream
When every morning I must feel I’m hell
You are my savior, for you I bleed
You taste so good, so bittersweet, you tell me
Love me more, …
Getting old within my dreams
Nothing is really what it seems
I know how you should be called:
Demon Alcohol