I reflect on actions of my past
seeing mistakes I made going too fast
the future itβs unsure of that I am certain
sit down for the show, as I draw back the curtain
soon I will show you the dark thoughts in my head
youβll draw back in terror and wish you were dead
The entertainment that Iβll provide you
Will become a haunting you wish you never knew
It will posses and rule over all of your being
A feeling to take over you til you stop breathing
Then when you search for peace in freedom
You find that a demon has took all your reason
Your mind like mine will be jailed and enslaved
With too big a price to ever hope to be saved
Thoughts without choice have the most power
Then hope turns dark and you let it devour
Hereβs some relief, Iβll give you a bit of faith
The escape from here is to be not culturally made
Find sanity in your individual identity
Refrain from falling to governed unanimity
Humanity has become the deadly infection
Conformed to follow the masses instruction
When you refuse influence and find autonomy
Thatβs when they try cutting down your mutiny