Seasons of Insanity - Russell Allen

I hear you knocking

But you can’t come in

My shotty’s cocked

I’m playing hell to win

You can’t imagine

How it can consume

The game is winning

Can’t avoid my doom

I guess you’ve noticed

That I’m not the same

Devils conspire

To control my brain

Yeah, I can feel

Mad seasons changing

Everything and nothing’s real

My eyes are going

Yeah, I can’t feel my reasons changing

Everything and nothing’s real

My spirits blown away

The moon is talking

And I must comply

The dead are walking

Can’t avoid their eyes

The dawn’s upon me now

I cannot quit

Reduced to defecating

Where I sit, oh no

I guess you’ve noticed

That I’m not the same

Devils conspire

To control my brain

Away