It came without a warning, without any kind of drumming.
Sneaking in like summerbrises, like a lifetreatning crisis.
What before once sounded wain, now the noises fall like rain.
I felt I saw the blooming light and didn’t realized my coming fight.
Paralyzed in fright, never mended the numb night.
The room silently and quietly, sounding like blades grinding easily.
As did the Sun set and would never to me rise again, the end of days.
The evil dream I always have, came in to shape my shadow reflection.
The noise inside my head, want,s me to stay in bed.
The noise inside my brain, it is driving me insane.
This infernal sound making me go more than blind.
This noise I can’t escape, still bares my humble shape.
Color and light is not the same, I know I am to blame.
Imagine the loss of movement and the lack of strenght.
When your body dont reply to your comand and your life turning into sand.
My days seems filled with sounds but it is nearly just pure noise.
The eveningsky is the same show as is the morningglow.
All left is the noise inside my brain, and I am not wain.
Before I tolerated all kind of sound, now it is in my brain bound.
A heart can never be shattered, it will end up crushed and scattered.
The noise inside my brain, reminds me to mark my stain.
The noise inside my head, gave me nothing but the scary thing I read.
This life become so much more a fight and so much more a roaring night.
The noise inside my head, want,s me to delete all before it is even said.