Edge Of Sanity

Take a trip with me, to endless insanity
where no souls could live. Where no
soule could rest the echoes of tormenti-
on, rips so psychic wounds into your
mind. The longer we go, feeling the anaestesia of
your soul, rise above the seas, the seas of
torment. (Chorus:) A creation of abnormal
souls an evil place that grows the dark-