Where am I? Help me
I can't take the screams anymore
Stop the voices in my head, help me
No more pain
Leave me alone, I am in bliss
Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn
Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön
Meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,
Und wiegen und tanzen un singen dich ein!"
Witch doctor is here
Wretched and locked,
All here are privy to the Skinner Box
To say what they say, to do as they do
Rooms are hard, potions new
With fear of beyond, without and within
Confinement cold, potions thin
There is no treat, this poison pill
A midnight trick to dissect the will
Committed to horrors,
The hum of machines pierce the soul
The banshee screams
(That's the one to make my own
I'll force my way to flesh and bone!)