Из альбома: III: Odyssey of the Mind

My brain is haunted by this scent

it takes me back to a past event


it's like a drug that I need every day

I need to preserve it, have to get it my way



Forever I'll have this desire

this scent - keeps me alive and fills my soul

Forever engulfed by its fire

this scent - consumes my mind and takes control



The feeling I get when memory comes back

gives me something in my life I lack

it takes me away to the place I seek

and my being reaches its highes peak



I follow the trail it leaves behind

boxing it up is on my mind

preserving this scent is my aim

I satisfy my senses, that scent must sustain.

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