Oh the spirits cries sweet music set to the beat of
a tormented heart complements the pain the soul dies
Jesus wept the pain is what I live for it make me know
I'm alive sharing in the misery of a thousand tortured
minds my soul screams for the suffering of life with
all my existence I embrace this twisted emotion passionately
call me brother call me friend call me your son in
my youth I gazed upon the basilisk I am stone this
voiceless torment this suffering there is no greater
love all paths chosen leading with twisted deception
to the same place and as I go careening down that infinite
black chasm hear me bellow amen