Verrücktheit
Verrücktheit is a song made by Burkenburg. The song may be about a mind of a complete insane man devoted to madness, and reflects his past of brutal murder on people, and eventually is in a mental asylum, stating the patients there were like him. Verrücktheit is approximately 3 minutes and 46 seconds long, and is the 4th track on the Verrücktheit album.
Lyrics ©2013 Burkenburg
Turn around and see the light, but turn around again You see madness and you see it all around you It's not shy but it's quiet because it screams death It has no feeling but it can get emotional It has no control but it takes over the brain You get mad and scream demons out of yourself Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit The mouth is tied from a rusty chain dipped in blood The flesh is fresh but smells of ten year corpses My sickening brain relies on the verrücktheit But verrücktheit is like a worldwide cult Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Blood pours on the ground it's so magic It feeds my motivation for more triumph Eyes fall on the ground and I love it Verrücktheit and all its glory Dismemberment is my only will Be the subject of such blissful behaviour Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit My brain is just filled with memory Of what happened in the past it only hits me It's what I call the new verrücktheit The mental ward patients are like me Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Verrücktheit Welcome to hell |
Official Translation ©2013 Burkenburg.
Turn around and see the light, but turn around again You see madness and you see it all around you It's not shy but it's quiet because it screams death It has no feeling but it can get emotional It has no control but it takes over the brain You get mad and scream demons out of yourself Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness The mouth is tied from a rusty chain dipped in blood The flesh is fresh but smells of ten year corpses My sickening brain relies on the madness But madness is like a worldwide cult Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Blood pours on the ground it's so magic It feeds my motivation for more triumph Eyes fall on the ground and I love it Madness and all its glory Dismemberment is my only will Be the subject of such blissful behavior Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness My brain is just filled with memory Of what happened in the past it only hits me It's what I call the new verrücktheit The mental ward patients are like me Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Welcome to hell |