The Interrogation - Distant Past

Blackness

Don’t know if it’s night or day

No one to help me

Locked in

Woken up every hour of today

To feed me poison

Interrogation

Threatens my soul — Questions

All they do is breaking my will

With vicious pain- Turmoil

My mind is being torn from inside

I start eating from his hand

Interrogation

Demolish my soul

First he breaks your will

Then destroys your mind

I can’t seem to fight it

Lose my individual self

Make me slave

Make me a whore

Where is the truth and what is it for?

— Interrogation

Crucify my soul

Burnt brain

I begin to be someone else than me

I’m changing inside

Shut down

Another zombie risen again

A model citizen — Interrogation

Is your black throne