Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence (Part III: War Inside My Head)

Napalm showers showed the cowards we weren't there to mess around, through heat exhaustion and mind distortion a military victory mounted on innocent ground. Hearing voices from miles away, saying things never said. Seeing shadows in the light of the day, waging a war inside my head. War inside my head! Years and years of bloodshed and warfare, our mission was only to get in and kill. A free vacation of palm trees and shrapnel, trading innocence for permanent psychotic Hell. Hearing voices from miles away, saying things never said. Seeing shadows in the light of the day, waging a war inside my head. Feeling strangers staring my way, reading minds never read. Tasting danger with each word I say, waging a war inside my...