Psychotica - Ocean Of Hunger

Come hear the clear of nothing but silence
A cheer beneath an ocean of hunger
It runs so deep and off in the dark a constant craving
And I wish you were conscience lost forever in the walls

Wish you were my feeling that went out with the storm
Wish you were the air
That feeds the fire...

See through these eyes that keep me weak
Just one perception screamed at the void secluded prison
And by the chains a coragous coward
And I wish you were conscience lost forever in the walls

Wish you were my feeling that went out with the storm
And I wish you were the air that feeds...
Wish you were the air that feeds the fire

Wish you were conscience lost forever in the world
Wish you were the spirit "something" out the storm
Wish you were the air that feeds the fire
Wish you were conscience lost forever in the walls wish
You were the feeling that went out with the storm
Wish you were the air that feeds the fire...
Feeds the fire...