Psy‐Code‐Hellika Songtext
von Midgard

I came to the craziest sky of the city
Brought loaded guns
And dreams on my fingers

It′s like a free bird
All these empty thoughts
Traveling on these wings
Yeah

Psy-code-hellika

It's like coming back home
Through the wicked garden
That makes you get stoned
Walking under this rain
Waiting for the fungus
To ferment in my brain


Psy-code-hellika
I′ll never try again
And again I try
To lie to myself
To lie to someone else
Without having to die

Merry Christmas kills the Christians, darling
Riding with the torment of desire
Merry Christmas kills the Christians, darling
Riding with the torment of desire

Psy-code-hellika
I'll never try again
And again I try
To lie to myself
To lie to someone else
Without having to die

I'll never die