Sanity's End

He's just another victim of the system's bloody knife,
problem evader, an escapee of life.
temporary soma not yet prescribed
Has stripped him of ego with each lungful imbibed.

Get your mind-set altered here
I will provide you with some fantastic gear.
Up down sideways forward and back
Our children submit to lysergic attack.

Hiding in tantric, mesmerised trances
As the warehouse lightshow flickers and dances,
Synapses snap as his madness advances
Leaving him open to paranoid fancies.

Lost in the garden of fantastic mind
I'm leaving my ego and body behind,
Trails of false images hang in the air,
The smell of strange colours are heard everywhere.
Over the rainbow and into the light
I'm orbiting slowly, I'm high as a kite.
Can't remember my name anymore,
Everything's changed since I opened the door…

Get out demons, get out controlling my brain,
Freak out healing, freak out going insane…
Hit out feelings, hit out cannot explain,
Reach out reeling, reach out calling my name.

For twenty-four hours time has no meaning,
But several days later kicking and screaming
With delusions of grandeur and one o'clock fit
family signed section has me caught in the net.
Can't seem to regain control of my fears,
The world's receding and leaving me here.

Get out demons, get out controlling my brain,
Freak out healing, freak out going insane…
Hit out feelings, hit out cannot explain,
Reach out reeling, reach out calling my name.

shot of the hard stuff makes him tranquil and straight,
No danger to public, himself or the state.
Under sedation he won't shed no tears
Inwardly tortured by demonic fears.

Can't remember my name anymore,
Everything's changed since I opened the door.

Get out demons, get out controlling my brain,
Freak out healing, freak out going insane…
Hit out feelings, hit out cannot explain,
Reach out reeling, reach out calling my name.

Ravers, gyrators heaving with sweat:
- “Have you tried any good ecstasy yet?”
If you don't wind up sleeping in gardens of stone,
You'll be a new person if you ever get home.

For the sake of your sanity, family and friends
Leave subconscious travelling to [bad word] and men
Who're prepared for the journey with no beginning or end,
'Cos a mind that is broken is a hard thing to mend.