• The knowledge of his own creation
    Feelings of twisted infatuation
    Within this silent, ominous nation
    For this man is known to kill

    The ability to criticize
    One's longing to be ostracized
    Depending on his own mind's eye
    Their will to be fulfilled

    From distant personalities
    To impossible bouts of sanity
    To frightening realities
    Man is known to create

    For this and more we all evolve
    The mysteries of life to solve
    When finally one's mind dissolves
    And darkness lays in wait