As you look through my window
Deep into my room
The tapestries all faded
Their vague and distant glories concealed in the gloom
Icy fingers of forgotten passions
Softly brushing my lips
And the tips of my primitive soul
As you look through my door
Deep into my room
Can you feel the mighty wall power
It's waiting waiting in the gloom
The distant shadows of forgotten champions
Those who live in me still
And will rise when we challenge and kill
Born again
You'll be born again
Ahhhahahah-ahahahah
Look at this prince of evil
Fighting for your mind
Fighting all priests of shame
For the thrust of my challenge is aimed at the hearts
Of mutant gods who think we're all the same
They're controlling our minds
And they use us for fortune and fame
As you look through my window
Deep into my room
At your future and freedom
The grey and plastic retards all floating in circles
And as you taste the fruit of new sensations
Softly brushing your lips
As we rise when we challenge and kill
Born again
