Testo di 'Blood Portraits' di Torture

It all started long ago
When I was locked away
There were little voices in my head
I talked to every day
They knew of some place far away
Where I could be instead
And they promised they would take me there
If I did as they said
They said

Close your eyes
And dream of happy things
Like wonderful waterfalls
And colorful rainbows
They said
Follow us
And do what's best for you
And join this horrible fantasy
Where all of your dreams will come true
And yes it is time
Dwell into surreality
A magical visit
To mental brutality
These desperate visions
Of beautiful streams
And far away castles
Are no longer dreams
And yes it is time

So we drift off to our destiny
Between the falling stars
I now can see the other side
I know that we're not far
Welcome to surreality
The little voices said
Now pass beyond the ivory gates
And see what lies ahead
They said

Close your eyes
And dream of happy things
Like wonderful waterfalls
And colorful rainbows
They said
Follow us
And do what's best for you
And join this horrible fantasy
Where all of your dreams will come true
And yes it is time
Dwell into surreality
A magical visit
To mental brutality
These desperate visions
Of beautiful streams
And far away castles
Are no longer dreams
And yes it is time

Why do they laugh?
What is this place?
This is not like they said no

I see these twisted faces
Pressed against the glass
They cry to me to free their souls
From the burning clouds that pass
The voices have all gone away
And left me all alone
I'm trapped here for eternity
There's no place like home