Forsaken-Callenish Circle

Prisoner of my own thoughts Of what I think to see Stinging eyes but I Don't know Where Desperation is complete Invisible voices whispering feeding The Chameleon In me Colliding, forsaking myself wandering Between these identities Days and Nights passing painfully slow Insomnia reality This ceaseless crying of The hunted It is now f**king chilling me Desolation taking it's toll Constantly Looking left, Right and behind Spinning round and round and round My mind is fully Redefined Invisible voices whispering feeding The chameleon in me Colliding, Forsaking myself Wandering Between these identities I'm captured in a dismal world with My own lies Without an end to reach Crawling for shelter intoxicated Nothing I can Trust And Nothing is what it seems to be I'm captured in a dismal world Within my Own f**king Lies I'm captured in a dismal world within my own lies And without an End to reach Crawling for shelter intoxicated Nothing I can trust And nothing is what It seems to Be Prisoner of my own thoughts Of what I think to see Stinging eyes But don't know Where Desperation is complete Invisible voices whispering feeding The Chameleon in Me Colliding, forsaking myself wandering Between these identities Days And nights Passing painfully slow Insomnia reality This ceaseless crying of the Hunted It is Now f**king chilling me Desolation taking it's toll Constantly looking Left, right And behind Spinning round