Enemy Of Your Own Mind
(The Tormentor’s Confession)

(Music: Philip Marienfeld, Alex Endress, Lyrics: Alex Endress)

Hold on and keep your mind clean.
Feel me for the rest of your useless life.
(Can you do this for me?)
Listen closely, read the book!
And visit me on Sunday morning!

You’re a slave to the grind.
You’re the enemy of your own mind.

I’ve seen places you’ll never see,
they’re fading memories.
And the lovers you had
are just a shadow of me.

And the love that I’d given to you
was from high above.
You are not allowed to doubt and you have to trust.

Say, are you really so confused? (Don’t you dare!)
I can see the sadness in your eyes or is it fear?

I’ve seen places you’ll never see,
they’re fading memories.
And the lovers you had
are just a shadow of me.

And the love that I’d given to you
was from high above.
You are not allowed to doubt and you have to trust.