As I inevitably slip deeper, into my mad man's, dream
Sheol awaits me there, where my sanity can't redeem
Yet although I fear not, a sanatorium's locks and bolts
Lest I can't escape, from within, feed me electric volts
Under flickering bulbs, shock me, char me and deliver
Maybe you can turn my mind, into a burning lava river
Save of me what you can, despite knowing I'm insane
End my every nightmare, otherwise, the demons gain
Electrodes in the bedlam, will help this asylum seeker
Keeping me from here, where darkness, is my keeper
Even when, I'm convulsing, under those pulsing lights
Remember to turn to ten, to purge within, what blights
