Nowhere to move   No fucking place to go to   Around and around, still no goal is found   In my private merry-go-round      I am being abused...   I am all alone...   My emotions...   Are being torn...      No origin   Nor destination   Just the plane of sanity I am going under   In my intimate roller-coaster      I am being abused...   I am all alone...   My feelings...   Have been killed...      No way to win   Impossible to beat   The slot-machines of utter darkness   Or the pinball games of pain      My thoughts can not move   Emotions won't run   The inner self, it's stuck in the memories   Which can not be found   Tied into all of these,   These horrifying machines   The park of ultimate self abusement...   Can guarantee a total internal torment      Yaah   Nowhere to move   No fucking place to go to   Around and around, still no goal is found   In my private merry-go-round   No origin   Nor destination   Just the plane of sanity I am going under   In my intimate roller-coaster