Stop the wheel, we are sick
We don’t want to play, this game
How long, has to pass
Before we plan, to escape
How many fools, how many lies
Numbers enough to fill the sky
You call for redemption, no time left to cry
Can’t believe they pretend to be blind
Give me your open mind
Lost in a chaos hive
Remember the game we play
Love…hate
Give me dementia place
It’s part of you, not part of me
The things that you do to deceive
Think that you’re infinite, you think you’re big
But a smile will not get you home free
supported by 25 fans who also own “Dementia Place”
Merci Déhà for the download code. Lots of bands use these ingredients – pretty female vocals over doomy guitars always sounds good, but usually that's where the ideas run out. That isn't the case here. Each song is packed with ideas and evolutions, genres and references it's boring to list but not at all to listen to. A pleasure to have been introduced to this. Luke