Tekster: Mudvayne. The End Of All Things To Come. The Patient Mental.

Patient, just as I am as always
Watch the time go by
Nothing left to pass by
The minutes follow me
Drunken little people work away at me

Why won't they leave me?
Leave me alone
When I don't even want me?
Want me

I have to kill the words
Before they form my sentence
A sentence that is me just like clothes to carry
The patient sets in cradled love
That doesn't even strangling

Why won't they leave me?
Leave me alone
When I don't even want me?
Want me

The patient mental sits and stares
And I don't mind and I keep
Screaming stay back
Why won't they leave him?
Leave him alone

The passive smeared ritual
Driven by your worship
The hate driven envy

They have to kill the meal
Before they can consume
Consume my inner peace
Without the understanding
Trapped inside the words
The hands are moving me

The patient mental sits and stares
And I don't mind and I keep
Screaming, stay back
Why won't they leave him?
Leave him alone

The passive smeared ritual
Driven by your worship
The hate driven envy

Release me
Let me go

Why do they observe me?
There's nothing here to cure
I can see the silhouettes
That's hid behind the mirror
I'm just like a clock upon the wall
Always moving but never going anywhere

The patient mental sits and stares
And I don't mind and I keep
Screaming stay back
Why won't the leave him?
Leave him alone

The patient mental sits and stands
And I don't like what's happening
Screaming stay back
The passive smeared ritual
Driven by your worship
The hate driven envy