Throughout the illusions of life Mindsweep of everlasting The good and evil, is where it dwells Of so pale wisdom over rated Soul polution and destruction are those they call solutions Marked chaos for the slime crusade inside the twilight of inner revenge You see the ghosts ...freedom Now let me go ...freedom Do I believe? ....freedom No, let me go father sin, father delight I insist on winning, I have won before Thrill me with unspoken wisdom of bizarre cage is in the crooked overdose of love How the man of god Can feel the pain and be one How the dead shall speak for the wholehearted When there is none My voice is my god my mind is my weapon Tell me you holy man of twisted mind Is the voice you hear still around When our unbaptised times arrive Can you hear the screams of your weak divine