The House of Bedlam Songtext
von The Rotted

Restrained and manacled, an ashen figure starved of sun
A place where good men die like dogs
Confusion so immense that dignity dies a death
A numbness seeks to rape the soul
As nervous children weep and mothers cry for their sons
A futile dream becomes undone

We dwell in Hell
We hail The House of Bedlam
In Hell we dwell
We hail The House of Bedlam

Delusions of a life outside these walls to quell the pain
Serenity and calm restored
A grim reality comes flooding back ferociously
The horror brought to life once more
Condemned to a life of agony and solitude
Where is your God to save my soul?


We dwell in Hell
We hail The House of Bedlam
Locked up, confused
We endure this abuse
We hail the House of Bedlam

Shards of teeth, pools of blood, untold cruelty
A human mind, a human soul, starved of liberty
Judged in life, judged in death, forgotten memories

Moral insanity sentenced indiscriminately
Tormented mortals loose all hope
Irrational tendencies, demonic abnormalities
A tortured mind brings no response
The right of freedom pledged
To all of those who blindly follow
An honor saved for those who serve

We dwell in Hell
We hail The House of Bedlam
In Hell we dwell
We hail The House of Bedlam