Psychiatry, science of hope
Analysis, history of perverse and sick life
A tired brain can trick you,
If wide awake can smash the core.

Amnesia, erasing moments from my head

I am the killer who forget your death
A strange phobia torments my days

Psychoanalysis, the only hope
Master, I need your help
Show me how to change this ending
Outside true identity, I’m not guilty anymore

I am the killer who forget your death
An erratic phobia torments my days

The pulling trigger from the gun of those who feels ashamed