Syndrome Of Panic

Shadows voices disturbs your mind
Your fear you have attempt of hide
Alone in the night you have visions
Visions of enemies ready for aggression
This fear consume your life
Torment is brutal and you cry
Pain in your chest no is nightmare
Grow the despair the solution is to die!

Syndrome of panic

You side by side with insanity
People say you is scum of society
Look in my eyes you see any tranquility
The only thing is agony!
Extreme anxiety the cause of reclusion
The face of enemy is only imagination
Isolated and sick you life turn in prison
Totality obscure you is hostage of depression

Syndrome of panic

Perturbed and desperate, the only thing tho
You fell is hate, tormented for the people
Dead, prepare your gun and blow your self head!