Why must I stay here against my will
Why did you lock me in such a thrill,
I know I wanted it, but not this way
My mind's been torched, yet I like to play,
Concealed to vent what I'm thinking
So no one knows what I'm beginning,
Please now torture, then later bless,

Torture me to death, 'cause torture breeds success,
It aches in amber oak and grows alone
Then comes alive in Winter's own,
Open the box, see 10 of your friends
Get knocked clean out, were determined to win,
Knuckle touch skull - bones begin to shatter,
Now you're open minded and what I say will now matter.