I’m standing at the corners of the mind I’m playing with the infinite design I’m staying for the imminent decline I’m dying on the vine And the violent rage inside us needs to feed And it opens the cages of our mutilation and disease And the cycle breaks to find us in the dust Cover me in the remains of one From the womb, reveal yourself to me Cast aside, forsaken and deceived Trapped inside the secrets we can’t hide Break the chains and rise And the hand that mocked them in the end And the heart that fed them in the shadows of the dead In the minds of the tyrants of the past All great things must first wear terrifying masks Angels sing the chorus of the lost Captured in the lines, the lines we fear to cross All in hell ignites the monster’s eyes All in heaven dies In the glass menagerie On display for the gods to see Here we are, condemned to the cages From the cradle to the grave In the mind of delusion In the face of our revolution In the anguish that sustains us in sacred places Trapped inside these mortal spaces In the greatest illusion In the pages of evolution In the traces… Our creation… The final stages And the heart of darkness rages