Testo Doomsday Daydreams

Time's a wheel - you ride round
Sometimes up - mostly down
The looping path you
Always seem to follow

Something stirs in the void
Everyone hears the noise
In hyperboles You obsess and wallow

So you think you can save me
But I don't need your kind
Stuck in your doomsday daydream
You think that you can save me
But you can't change my mind

Twist the words once again
Rearrange any sense
Funhouse mirrors in the dream
Wear your mask like a joke

Preach your tome - sport your cloak
A new religion made For one extreme

So you think you can save me
But I don't need your kind
Stuck in your doomsday daydream
Stuck in your own damn mind

It's enough to make me scream
Push my palms in my eyes
Stuck in your doomsday daydream
You think that you can save me
But you can't change my mind