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Return to consciousness
But nothing is in focus
My eyes they feel open
Only darkness
Instant panic sets in
Seems the air I breathe is thin
Pressure, collapsing, my lungs
I'm on, my back, my limbs, I lack
I've been butchered and dismembered
For some reason I'm not dead
In despair I scream and cry
A torso buried alive
Through black magic I've been preserved in coffins
Arms, legs in one
The rest in another
Consciousness fades
Lifeforce now drains
Just when I hope I've expired, I awaken

The crucial goal to decompose
To the soil I am cumbersome
Days of blackness
For eternity
Death is taboo
Nothing but a dream
This has happened to
No one more deserving
No one more deserving...
No one more deserving...
Me, a torso buried alive
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Lyrics submitted by Andreas Amorsen.

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Benza is Ben Rynderman, an Australian psychedelic trance producer. Benza has been making psytrance since 1997. His background in Jazz and Classical music have enabled his sound to be completely unique, maintaining critical elements of melody and form, while giving up ultra-butt-shaking grooves. His debut self-titled album, released on Demon Tea Recordings in 2003, was met with worldwide critical acclaim, being touted as "proper psychedelia with everything you ever needed to fly.

Read more about Benza on Last.fm.


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