Know your enemy! I have no pulse and I will never cease Pour yourself the blindest of stupors Unsee the ones that died where you're now trappedMistaking evil for a wretched life You demonize yourself Your maze, your fate should you ever stumble out Maced in the impeccable caverns of SatanWhat is the inner nature Of someone forest-scared?No reflections from my hilltop lookout As I have simply turned my back and leftBut the road there can be ugly You want to try an honest inner drive In a way, we are all criminals Roaming hallways full of empty gesturesMistaking evil for a wretched life You demonize yourself Your maze is your fate, only walls to be found And maced by the impeccable caverns of Satan
