Between the Urges - Torchure

The path we have to walk through our surreal existence

Is never what it ever should be

There’s freedom just in our believe

Directions are predetermined

By ubiquitous inner forces

We are just led by essential urges

Through so called love, hate or grief

Our freedom is just a lie

Independent we’ll never be

Desire’s always below our view

True reality will never be — We’re tangled

In the strings of death and sexuality

Enslaved is our mind it’s weaken our sanity

We’re strayed from the domain

Out of wishes and out of fear

So we’re altering the truth

The reason’s out of gear

Between the urges eternally enslaved

Addicted to the pleasures of the flesh

Our mind is much too weak for resistance

Thanatos and Eros rule supreme

In this afflicted carnal existence

To cleanse your mind is just a senseless trail

I’m sure that we’ll never reach control

We always try to satisfy these urges

And we’ll continue until we fall

(solo — Malte)

Between the urges eternally depraved

We’re tangled in the strings of death and sexuality

Enslaved is our mind, it’s weaken our sanity

We’re strayed from the domain

Out of wishes and out of fear

So we’re altering the truth

The reason’s out of gear