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