Alright, I found this sound in Stockholm
The comfortin' I feel with it
It's a form of hypnotism
Do you feel it?

So if I escape
Will my pain go away?
This thing should be needless to say
I walk in my mind and I wonder
But till death the inferno, I plunder
Action misleading the spared
There is a home, but with nobody there
In debt with the darkness for years and the centuries
A body is hidden, so you ought to envy
Your actions are covered in sin
But you've never felt so alive
If you think that you're leaving, you're wrong
You've not a choice but to die

Envy this, so to speak, no despair, go to sleep (Now, ayy)
Envy this, so to speak, no despair, go to sleep (Ayy, ayy)
Envy this, so to speak, no despair, go to sleep
There is no escape (Envy this)
There is no escape
There is no escape

I found this sound in Stockholm
So comfortin'
I feel, I feel as if it's a form of hypnotism
Do you feel this