Psychically Stunned

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Based on Pink Floyd, Comfortably Numb

Floating Dowm
The tower is a tentacle
We land light as a fea-ther
Only one eyed slaves home
In the lab
The bodies are in suspen-sion
Tortured and abused
Discarded when they're used
Enig-ma
Began the great destruction wave
Brun it out, said Zeke
We went down to make them pay

It hurts my brain, it blasts my feelings
It's face a squid, its minions crawling
I can see through smoke and boiling flame
The swords flash, but I can't move out of their way
An armored child, flies upon a peryton
A dark haired man thrusts his blade through
Now I see the minions fall and tumble
Zeke burns it all, I just don't understand
This is not how I am
I___I, have become,
psychically stunned

Down the chute
Just another lab room
They're all dead in the tanks
It made me feel angry and sick
"Can you stand up?
Come with us" said my good friend Tsun
Dragging me through the smoke and gore
See minions on the floor

It hurts my brain, it blasts my feelings
Who killed the squid, why is it falling?
I can see through smoke and boiling flame
The swords flash, but I can't move out of their way
A sword comes, pulled aside by the peryton
The magic blows it all asunder
Now I see the minions twitch and moan
Zeke burns it all, I just don't understand
How did this all begin
I___I, feel so numb,
psychically stunned

Down we go,
my limbs can now obey me
We find a pool of water,
There's a kraken coming up
Blades now flash
There's nothing but the carnage
And now we've got the copper bells
And we're looking for a harp

My brain still hurts, I hate this feeling
More squid faced wizards try to harm me
Attack my friends, I make them pay.
The doors open, and it's just more confusion
The basement is here,
Our long descent is ended
The harp is gone our search a failure
The docks burn, the rioters roar
We take a ship or two, to sea we fly
The barrel tapped
My throat is warm
I___I, love the rum
It makes me numb

Credit: Dilligas Husty, AKA KorvinStarmast and used by permission

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