Children of the Anachronistic Dynasty slip ring

(Ha, Ha, Ha, (echoes) are you insane?)
(Right? Im right. Right!)
As I Fall
Don't try anything
Traces on the wall
In warm chains
Murder our brave
Young saint crucified
Dancing on the grave
Not yet satisfied
(chorus)
Slipping slip ring, threw his coin
Holding on the slipping slip ring
Slip ring on my tunnel vision mind
Building up a chain
Like a prodigal
For the insane
Care not where I go
Doesn't matter where I fall
Don't try anything
Traces on the wall
It won't change a thing
(chorus x2)
Slipping slip ring, threw his coin
Holding on the slipping slip ring
Slip ring on my tunnel vision mind
(Insane? I am not insane, I am not insane, I am not insane!)