作词 : Catchpole, Jones, O'Neil
A dead end void, puerile existence
Killing time, ambitions now just a vacant urge
Soul desecration
Content to just dream
Lost aspirations
Buried in the past
Empty inside, devoid reality
Staid to stagnate
Sinking fast in the sands of time
Unborn, aims, buried in the
Sands of time
Forsaken, the existence of mind
Malevolent thoughts bring demise
Can you feel it turn to hate
Life defiled with convulsing rage
Nightmare scenes still breed inside
Mind over mayhem
Beneath a mask you hollow inside
Mind over mayhem
Racked with guilt you view this life