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album  : Individual Thought Patterns
groupe : Death
sortie   : 1993

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01- Overactive Imagination
02- In Human Form
03- Jealousy
04- Trapped In A Corner
05- Nothing Is Everything
06- Mentally Blind
07- Individual Thought Patterns
08- Destiny
09- Out Of Touch
10- The Philosopher

Overactive Imagination

Your existence is a script,
life for you is a performance,
play out the leading role.
Directing and premeditating
every move.
That creates the act of
manipulation.
Mastering the art of deception.
That increases your sick
addiction.
It's an overactive imagination
that enslaves your empty shell.

Existing in dimensions of
addictive obsession.

Your script will run short of
ideas.
The story will soon end itself.
People to trust come short in
numbers.
Like a plague your lies spread
fast across the world.
Mastering the art of deception.
That increases your sick
addiction.
It's an overactive imagination
that enslaves your empty shell


In Human Form

People of the earth beware,
it is here in human form.
An atrocity laced with greed.
Filled with evil intentions,
ready to attack.

Look to the air for stories to
choose, who will be your next
victim.
Profiting on visions of others,
dark emotions run through its
veins.
Its motives are false its mind is
insane.
A distant planet with no signs
of life.
To become a home for this
alien breed.
Scientists of the world unite,
your services are more than
needed.
This creature in human form is
out of control.

Looks can be deceiving, see
beyond the shell.
Flesh and eyes mean nothing.
The truth, time it will tell.
Before you think you fool the
world.
What comes around goes
around.
Shown for what you are, a
waste of life.


Jealousy

What do you want from me,
what is it you expect.
I have spoken my mind from
deep inside my soul.
Behind the eyes is a place no
one will be able to touch.
Containing thoughts that
cannot be taken away or
replaced.
You want what is not yours,
Jealousy.
You want what you cannot
have, Jealousy.
Spiteful harsh words, it comes
as no real surprise.
Tell me what you are.

I cannot understand how you
seem to exist.
On what people create for
you, good must turn bad.
Behind the eyes is a place no
one will be able to touch.
Containing thoughts that
cannot be taken away or
replaced.
You want what is not yours,
Jealousy.
You want what you cannot
have, Jealousy.


Trapped In A Corner

I want to watch you drown
in your lies.
The end of your masquerade,
a matter of time.
Intertwining lies, domination,
control.
Feed his twisted nature.
It is sickening to see dreams die.
A word of advice, fate's
patience is growing short.
Fake down to your mind and appearance.
You will fall short of the
dreams to destroy.
In time you will find yourself
trapped in a corner.
These four words my friend, I
promise you will not forget.

I am one of many that see
through your lies.
Hiding will do you no good,
many seek revenge.
Soon to become a victim of
what you live to create, and
cannot have.
It is sickening to see dreams die.
A word of advice, fate's
patience is growing short.
Fake down to your mind and appearance.
You will fall short of the
dreams to destroy.


Nothing Is Everything

Living like us and sharing
our day.
In another world very far
away.
A different existence, yet
virtually the same.
Aggression is sadness and
laughter is pain.
Look deep into their eyes,
for what they have to say.
Emotions take control of life
everyday.
Unpredictable variations of
behavior, hold the key to the
mental door.
Where nothing is everything,
and everything is nothing.
Staring beyond the wall a
thousand times over.

Seeing a part of them that is
real.
Just imagine how it might feel.
To be denied of what life has
to give.
Behind mental shadows they
must live.
Look deep into their eyes,
for what they have to say.
Emotions take control of life
everyday.


Mentally Blind

You see your vision and
no one else's.
Your every word filled with
sarcasm.
Crucify people with invisible
knowledge.
Verbal destruction with each
compulsion.
We will see where you go.
The future for you is nowhere.
Every minute a cliche of your
kind.
Too much to say from a
person with no respect.
Your accusations you will
regret.
From the mentally blind come
ideas that are poison.
Take away the power,
a shallow person you will find.

What would you do without
your pathetic narrow-minded
approach to life, that reflects
your lack of abilities.
Your opinions are self
destructive.
Despair is your gain, delight is
corruption.
Destined to fall prey to your
stories, creating problems for
your consumption.
We will see where you go.
The future for you is nowhere.
Every minute a cliche of your
kind.
Too much to say from a
person with no respect.
Your accusations you will
regret.
From the mentally blind come
ideas that are poison.
Take away the power,
a shallow person you will find.


Individual Thought Patterns

So quick to judge, so easily
we forget, what it's like to be
dissected.
Where feelings are tossed
aside.
Like a drug it feeds the
imagination of minds that go
unanalyzed.
Followers to the leaders of
mass hypnotic corruption that
live their lives only to criticize.
Where is the invisible line that
we must draw to create
individual thought patterns.

Prisoners of mental deception
be free within singular
judgement.
Twisting words to control the
masses.
To cover up one's self
insecurities.
Like a drug it feeds the
imagination of minds that go
unanalyzed.
Followers to the leaders of
mass hypnotic corruption that
live their lives only to criticize.


Destiny

Time is a thing we must accept.
The unexpected I sometimes
fear.
Just when I feel there's no
excuse for what happens,
things fall into place.
I know there is no way to
avoid the pain that we must
go through, to find the other
half that is true.
Destiny is what we all seek.
Destiny was waiting for you
and me.

I believe behind confusion,
awaits the truth for us.
Past the obstacles we face.
I value our life and trust.
Years of questioning why
things happen the way they
do in life.
Wishing that I could turn back
time, so we could join our
souls.
I know there is no way to
avoid the pain that we must
go through, to find the other
half that is true.
Destiny is what we all seek.
Destiny was waiting for you
and me.


Out Of Touch

Trapped in a lost world
of brutality.
So weak are the ones that
must rely on shock.
To push this so called force
that inspires their call.
To be extreme so it seems is a
mental crutch.
To cover up for those that are
completely out of touch.
Say what you want, I know
the truth when it comes to
your kind.

In time we'll see who lasts.
In time you will disappear.
Who are you to question my
sincerity.
For now you are high on
yourself.
Drowning in your dreams of
misguided hope.
To be extreme so it seems is a
mental crutch.
To cover up for those that are
completely out of touch.


The Philosopher

Do you feel what I feel
see what I see, hear what I
hear, there is a line you must
draw between your dream
world and reality.
Do you live my life or share
the breath I breathe.
Lies feed your judgement of
others.
Behold how the blind lead
each other.
The philosopher.
You know so much about
nothing at all.

Ideas that fall under shadows
of theories that stand tall.
Thoughts that grow narrow
upon being verbally released.
Your mind is not your own,
what sounds more mentally
stimulating is how you make
your choice.
So you preach about how I'm
supposed to be, yet you don't
know your own sexuality.
Lies feed your judgement of
others.
Behold how the blind lead
each other.
The philosopher.
You know so much about
nothing at all.