Текст песни Of Art And Suffering

I'm the painter of human sorrows

Creator of illusion you call life

In my studio of higher arts

I create masterpieces, one after one

Yet there's nothing quite like

The art of suffering

Masterly I play a symphony

With shadows and light

For light and darkness

Are just states of human mind

And when you drift to sleep

Your mind belongs to me

The art of dreaming becomes real

Nothing is what it seems

So surreal

This world I lay before your eyes

Another brush stroke

Another nail to the lid
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You can try to scream

But no one hears

My canvas is black

And stained with tears

This world I lay before your eyes

Another brush stroke

Another nail to the lid

You can try to scream

But no one hears

My canvas is black

And stained with tears

For light and darkness

Are just states of human mind

And when you drift to sleep

Your mind belongs to me

The art of dreaming becomes real

Nothing is what it seems

So surreal