It was a dark night, I couldn't see;
And senses were unbound in ESP


When in dream awake,
I'd paint.
Subconscious, the expanse I saw


The portal to minds eye, open!
- I contemplated

Who it was that pulled the strings

Of those things I saw in dreadful masquerade

Of stark madness went merry round with my head

I passed out, embraced their world

Savoured the poetry of revolt -
Sheer elegy of menace


I have not been the same since,
I took on the profession of a devil
The world I see in a grotesque light


Evil perform with the gestures of a clown


Pure I live in blasphemy
Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown
From the code of common sense I'm free

To bad you are not here to partake my strange horror

'Cause here is where our ways will part

I will not exchange this power,
spring of my suffering,
I do not envy the conscience pure

of the blind man in his bliss world
I would not be devoid the fruit of guile