Drenched in darkness
Drowning your mind
The contract of your death

Has just been signed

In a palace of freaks

Of the most grotesque form
Fed L.S.D
To fit in with the ward


Minutes seem like hours
Over a period of time

From the electrical Pressure
He is unable to realize


Philosophy - A way to do it
Psychology - Can you get through it?
Autopsy - Cut you open

Technology - Is unspoken

He has been confined

The first and last time
By people scared to be
Told about reality


Scared of the truth
Mankind loves lies

To cover it's insecurities
The purpose of peace defied


The brain is the control
But easily deceived
Sometimes operates off others

And the things they believe

Philosophy - A way to do it

Psychology - Can you get through it?
Autopsy - Cut you open
Technology - Is unspoken