Mental Threshold Songtext
von A Dozen Black Roses

This barrier, once pieced together now shattered in cold blood
Crucify my will, for I have expired completely from the torture that you hold so close

I itch for the blood that you drew from me (drain me dry)
All gone, consumed by your fingertips as you peel me open
Anesthesia injection, your nails pierce through my heart with such ease
No mercy, no feeling like taking ones life from their own dead fucking hands


(This feeling)
The scalpel treads deeper and deeper until I feel life slip away
I no longer exist

A fracture to the frontal lobe
You dissect my thoughts in increments
So take your time, don′t rush this process
A thief will hunt for as little as pocket change

Extraction brings pain
But I will no longer suffer when this is over

And I'm lost, but you can′t stop me from breaking free of this curse that you cast
I won't be tamed