Mythomania

You walked a mile on broken glass
Through glowing coals you were a path

Words on your tongue, a mechanical song
Your face is lined with disappointment

White matter mind, what have you got to say?
Reasons combine to force you away

You're moving on, you solved the problem
And who can blame you
You're safe in here, inside your castle
In mythomania

Mythomania

Cold crescent moon on a red cross
It's happening soon, it's coming for us

White matter mind, what is there left to say?
Reasons combined to force you away

No telephone, no television
No news that drain you
You're safe in here, more atmosphere
In mythomania

In mythomania

Mythomania (now)

You caught belief like some disease
No words can save you
'Cause you're all alone
You're on your own
In mythomania