Ihsahn - The Paranoid lyrics

Panic strikes in slow motion! Heart's clenched like a fist A physical pain A sense of defeat This smell of isolation A hall of mirrors multiplying Grotesque features of a golden idol Melting fast in the fires of confession And the shame feeds the anger Feeds the shame Feeds the anger Feeds the shame Dim lights from a dying coal cast a silhouette upon The soot-smeared window, the unsolvable crime And the heart implodes like a faithless star Beating backwards, beating fast into black coals of nothingness Beyond redemption And the shame feeds the anger Feeds the shame Feeds the anger Feeds the shame