Hell Probably Win

Watch as his mind slips away 
Will he survive one more day 
A testimony of uncompromising will 
Certainly a large void to fill 

Look out, Look out 
The puppet is pulling its strings 
Look out, Look out 
As fate has it, he'll probably win 

Emotional sickness prevails 
Sometimes a secret that ails 
A faith in a superior one 
It's ended, before it's begun