I'll find my own way
Through that dark arcade
Only a candle to light my way
Don't follow
Where there are monsters lurking in the shadows
While the garroter waits by the gallows
Where all our heroes turn out to be liars
Where all my dreams stagnate, expire
My minds been turning
Down wrong streets again
My eyes are rolling
In the back of my head
Don't follow
I'll find my own way
Where there are monsters lurking in the shadows
While the garroter waits by the gallows
Where all our heroes turn out to be liars
Where all my dreams stagnate, expire
I touch the mirror
I feel my skin
While my reflection
Is crumbling
My heart is burning
Its not pretend
The vortex spirals
Pulling me in
"Children will always be afraid of the dark
And men with minds sensitive to hereditary impulse
Will always tremble at the thought
Of hidden and fathomless worlds of strange life
Which may pulsate in the gulfs beyond the stars
Or press hideously our own globe
In unholy dimensions
Which only the dead and the moonstruck can glimpse"
Ive got a restless tongue
Licking my teeth
Try to find the rotted one
Pluck out the rotted one
Ive got a restless tongue
Turning to dust
Try to find that rotted one
I no longer trust
I tried to burn the book
But the pages never took