are sure that it is... [C.] Not of this world, as I know it, I feel my fear growing Not of this world, which we live in, is this a new beginning [2.]
Traducción: Edge Of Sanity. Not Of This World.
the park The sights slowly drove fright through my heart Wishing I could help but not knowing where to start I'd walk away, curse the world, gush some
glimpse Of what the subconscious mind controls for us Knowledge will not stop us from swallowing our delicate construct And casting us over the edge This world
I feel it like a sickness how this love is killing me I'd walk into the fingers of your fire willingly And that's the edge of sanity, I've never been this
is now a fact regardless of what they told us The jury's back and everybody's on the edge of their seat They read the verdict and it says not guilty And
be like (Me) Don't wanna be like And this is the mind of a serial killa You Me You And this is the mind of a serial killa You Me You And this
Sometimes just this side of sanity But turnin' my back on you Is a side of me you'll never see I've been in the middle I've been on the edge Been a
's how you started, like a pinprick to my heart But at this point you rush right through me and I start to drown And there's not enough room, in this world
, but not afraid to die. "So pass this sacred dagger and let yourself fly free. So pretend you're dreaming and rise above this world of you and me." [
eternity For those who yearn prosperity From this single act of sanity Will raise you far above humanity Oh willing host who doth not know The full desire of this
unseen. Birds no longer fly. It's not a dream this blinding beam. (03:42) - Panic, someone realized. Every- thing is iced the manic depression of the centuries- The world
draws near That is the world, witch I choose to live Where the nightmares are made, where the beasts Under your bed have much lighter shade In a human shell, this is not
. Birds no longer fly. It's not a dream this blinding beam. (03:42) Panic, someone realized. Everything is iced the manic depression of the centuries. The world
Dread In the beginning there was light. The world could feel his holy might. Born into a world he soon would leave. People would not listen, people
walked this narrow way But I'm not that kind of man I wanna stay in my old me Not leave this peaceful space But every step brings me further and further
