Sana Sana Sana, Cura Cura Cura
Psychonaut 4
With the soundless weight
Heavy silence pushed me
(Down the floor)
Anxiety rolls me in like a wave
A wave of desire to do
Something
Terrible to myself
But I will not allow let the
Darkness to break out again
Outside, beyond me
My smiling face will hide this
Horror from you
It is better this way for
Everyone
I was deaf, blind and stupid
Until I learned to talk to
Myself, to my ego
But what is myself made of?
A mixture of bitternes, anger
Humor and inmorality
Can this be called a good
Personality?
Will anyone love me? The
Monster sleep inside of me
Which with every drink is
Trying to break out
I am often dangerous for
Myself and for all
I'm like a
Deep-sea mine
Don't get to close to me
Don't get to close to me!
Sana, sana, sana
Cura, cura, cura